Go Park Your Own Damn Car: The days in the life of

Sadly this is true. Quite often I feel like the only one that can drive a stick.
Jul 28

Sadly this is true. Quite often I feel like the only one that can drive a stick.

I’m not the kind of person that complains about people. I like people, I really do. But one guy in particular crossed a BIG line!
There was this guy that used to work with me, let’s call him Mr. Handsy. Mr. Handsy was the first gay man I’d ever worked with. Because of this I’ll admit I wasn’t exactly sure how to act around him (I hadn’t had a whole lot of experience with gay people at this point) but after a while we realized we actually had a lot in common, quickly becoming good friends.
It wasn’t long after we became friends that we actually started hanging out with each other outside of work. We’d met each other’s friends, family, it was cool. But hindsight is 20/20 they say. When we would make plans to hang out with his friends, less and less of his friends would show. After a while it was just us, everyday.
Then one day while we were at a movie he tried to kiss me. I gotta admit, I freaked out more than I should have, but I’d never had that happen to me before. I stormed out. I didn’t talk to him for the rest of the weekend.
Monday he called off. Tuesday too. And even Wednesday. I felt like an ass. And I could only imagine how he’d felt. I wish I could say I had been an upstanding person and not spread around what had happened. But I was young, and stupid to boot! The other guys who already made fun of Mr. Handsy behind his back were relentless about this one. And don’t think they didnt make those few days Hell for me too. “Kissy kissy gay boy.” Became a mantra.
Thursday Mr. Handsy returned to work. None of the jokes against me stopped. And the other guys started taunting him in between cars. I could see how hurt he was. I wanted to apologize but I didn’t know how. Friday our boss “needed to talk” to him. I could only imagine what would happen. Mr. Handsy had been fired. I found out later that it was because of “employee fraternization” (coworkers are not allowed to date)
As he left that day I tried to say I was sorry. That I shouldn’t have said anything. That all this was my fault. I was speechless after what he did: walked right up to me, looked me in the eye and said, “I didn’t wanna date you. I just wanted this.” Then grabbed my junk.
I’m pretty sure that counts as molestation, right?

Jul 16
Mr. Handsy (trigger warning)
Jul 16
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Food is surprisingly a tip that comes quite often.
Jul 12

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And thus marks the first tip given in the form of a potato.
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Food is surprisingly a tip that comes quite often.

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No brain, reading creepypastas is NOT an acceptable thing to do right before you sleep. Ever. Okay, maybe just one moreā€¦

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Jul 4
Jul 2

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Jul 2

Will someone please explain to me why a woman would get the weird beauty mark piercing in the middle of their face?

Jul 2

I know I haven’t posted anything in a while. And I’m sorry about that. Just a little of a moral quandary with a story that was submitted.
But until I come around to what I’ll do with that I give you a slight preview. The names of the next two stories: Mr. Handsy, and, Battlefield.

Jun 25