She is a nutcase you just don't know it yet

I enjoy hookah, its relaxing, you meet new interesting people, and its usually a good time. My favorite place to go is Memo's Hookah Cafe on the southeast corner of McClintock and Broadway in Tempe, Az. Cheap plug....of course. But this isn't about Memo's or hookah, this entry is about that crazy as hell chick that is sitting in the hookah cafe and you make that one horrible mistake........You decide that day not to think with your head and use a different part of your anatomy.

About 7 months ago i decided to talk to a new girl who just walked in, from her appearance that day she seemed like an attractive, smart woman. I approached her and we started to talk, I found out that she was new to the state and didn't really know anyone. So we talked, after a few more visits there was a noticeable awkwardness. I thought this was due to me, I am a little shy and i have issues with transitioning conversations. However, this was not my issue. SHE IS A NUTCASE, I can't express this thought enough. After the first few visits she starts coming in looking like a hot mess, never combing her hair, never wearing a clothing that fits. She is unable to hold a conversation one bit, always changing in mid sentence. 

So now every time she walks in she decides to sit with me, always wanting to discuss her horrible life decision. She seeks advice, just not the advice that goes against what she believes. The worse part is she thrives on bad news, always wanting to dig into the issue with an overwhelming sense of enjoyment in your misfortunes. These people drive others to be more depressed, always bring up the negative and never enjoying life in the moment.

So the moral of this story, make sure you know who you are talking with. You may be inviting the devil into your life. If your a guy stop for a second, make sure your not thinking entirely with your penis because a stage 5 clinger is always just around the corner. 

Until my next post enjoy a Hookah at Memo's Cafe, you won't be disappointed.