The Lunch

Yes, I was such an attention whore that my phone number was some share-it-with-your-friends figures.

I used to share it with almost every guy who asked me for it or almost every guy I had my eyes on.

Pretty whore-like, I know.

Then one day, I realised, my number is like a would-you-like-to-talk-to-a-girl-or-even-to-have-a-girlfriend hotline, I decided to change my number.

It was November 2004, three guys was the main reason.

Guy number one, whom you might have already read, was Mas. Guy number two was John, while guy number three was Hadi, which you will read next.

Let's start with John.

John was a guy whom I met during a bus trip. I know, who is whorey enough to "meet" a guy in a bus, but he started the conversation.

He asked me about a certain point where he could alight, I wasn't entirely sure about where, but I must pretend.

"Oh, here... you know.. after you see a bridge, you will find a sign that says '....', so you must... you know... there... blah blah..."

At last I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.

He was very tolerant with me. He looked like a decent man with black-frame glasses. Very decent, pretty good-looking, so of course, he caught my attention.

I always go weak for these kinda decent-looking man.

Then he asked me where I was staying and studying, I was still in my college in Seremban that time. So he asked me if it was okay for him to meet me when he dropped by Seremban from time to time, I said yes and asked him for his number.

After a few weeks, out of the blues, just when I was starting to forget him, he called and asked me to meet him in Seremban before I went back to my hometown.

I said yes, of course, don't forget the "wh" word.

Then we met in a newly open crap Japanese restaurant. Usually, when you have this kinda meeting, the guy always pays, I am fairly polite, so I ordered something fairly cheap.

I ordered two unagi sushi, they cost like.. 5 bucks. He ordered a bowl of udon noodles, they cost like 15 bucks. We had one green tea which was like 1 buck each.

As he's going to pay for it, I wouldn't be very comfortable to order something expensive. No, too early to show my true colours.

Perhaps my unagi sushi looked really delicious, he asked if he could take one as there were two on the plate, I said yes, of course, he's going to pay.

Then, he looked into my eyes passionately, passionately... passionately...

... and said...

... and said three words to me, three lovely words...

... "You pay today!"

Urr... okay, so he's the type who's into this kinda "girls-pay-first-so-she-would-not-take-me-as-a-money-shitpot" thing?????

No problem, I would be more comfortable paying.

Then he started talking about sex with me, like his favourite positions, his favourite acts, his favourite this and that...

.... and told me that anal is not a usual sex act!

Urr... Who the fuck cares??

I am a very open person, I am open to almost all kinds of conversations as long as it doesn't offend me and I have a very low limit and high tolerance.

So okay, all the talks were not that bad, I could talk along.

Lastly, when the waiter delivered the bill, I thought he would pay and told me that it was a joke, but he watched me took out my purse with a smile...

20 something is not a problem, but I will not go out with him ever again!

Sorry but I am very traditional when it comes to this sense.

What a gentleman!

He did not call me for a week or two but then he called me every night.

Rejecting calls is very rude therefore I let it rang for a long long time and never answered it.

Then he text me, something like... "oh, Giselle, hello, I will go to Seremban today and I would like to meet you, come, I will buy you lunch this time, come!"

Two words: "yeah right"!

I replied immediately asking him not to come as I had an exam approaching and I would be very busy and I had to rush home to meet my parents.

I asked him, "DON'T COME!"

But he text me again that afternoon, he told me he was already in Seremban waiting to meet me in a restaurant, that he also came specially to meet me.

I was already in a bus, even if I wasn't, I wouldn't have gone meet him, no way.

He replied he would go back.

I felt really really bad at that point, really guilty...