On laptop at my gate here at the St Louis airport and this dude passes me 3 times, eyefucking me like I’m the last slice of pizza; sits down next to me despite lots of other open seats, takes like 4 selfies where I’m clearly in the shot. Hangs out, fiddling with his camera in open-towards-me body language for 10 minutes and leaves…
Quick check for giant boogers or something gross/ridiculous attached to my clothes without my knowledge and I came out clean so I have no choice but to conclude that homeboy fell in love, nervously put himself out there and gave up, probably to rub one out to the Creeperazzi pics I subtly posed for.
And I’m okay with that.
I was busy with things that actually mattered and didn’t start writing this blog until 1.5 minutes before he gave up but I indented on posting a similar “catching you in my selfie” style shot that he was doing. Unforch, I missed him but you can still have me. For all your eye-rapey needz <3
Can you blame him?
You always crack me up ALL the time. Some dude was jocking you.