Shut'em down

He says:

No, this isn't a blog abot Public Enemy's rap song of the same name. This is about the beautiful Thai girl I met at a gallery opening. Was she an art lover, nah...she was a server at the sponsored bar. But she was a painting. And she shut me down. Hahhaa.

Her kind of beauty inspires a man. And a girl that does that must always be on her guard from generous, but fraudulent offers, from horny men. I tried my hardest not to impose, but I did stalk her a little in my own smooth way, of course.

Here's where it started - the gallery only had a single bathroom so there was always a line. So, once my target, aka the hot girl, was waiting it was easy get into position where my target was stationery and I could chat bollock.

But, luckily after some chit-chat, but before I was able to say "any chance of a coffee?", she said something that would stop most men in their tracks..."I'm moving to San Francisco...soon!" Game over! No point to inviting to meet for coffee when a girl is packing her bags. Obviously, my reply should've been, "I was in Monterey last weekend...it's only 5 hrs away" ;-) But I got the message.

I left out the little detail of my challenger outside the bathroom earlier in the evening..."oh, you're Thai", he said, coming from nowhere and stepping all over my toes, figuratively speaking of course, "I was in Bangkok setting up an ad agency..." he continued. As she entered the bathroom he asked me if I was in line. I shook my head and smiled my "Fuck off, you cunt!" smile and walked back into the gallery to admire the art and ready to fight another day.