Hyperlink

So I went to Hyperlink with Tonia on this past Sunday..... yes, I went to a club on a Sunday, just like a real New Yorker. Actually the occasion was Freedom Classic, so Richmond was on and poppin... or at least on if not actually poppin. Plus no classes on Mondays or Fridays allows for extravagant weekend shenanigans. We had a cool night and the music was mostly good except for the bad speakers. Common was present and we got a good view of his sexy self! I danced so much, which isn't normal for me but since I'm not pressed out right now, I was going for broke. I keep reflecting on the fact that this is my last semester and for that reason I better live it up ! As I danced a guy protected by the darkness that is night clubs reached out through my circle and grabbed my hand. Now I'm not one to roll my eyes and suck my teeth, rather I would rather just say that I'm not interested or that I have a boyfriend in order to let a guy down easy. I'm not a fan of being a bitch to complete strangers, so I heard him out. " Owwww girl you so beautiful.... take my number..."( he pulls a card out of his pocket) Now at this point I can see that he's not the slightest bit attractive and from what my group is telling me by their looks, not ignoring him was a bad idea. He went on to say".... You so beautiful, take my number so I can take you shopping at Old Navy."





At first I was ultra pissed. I thought ...what the hell????? He could have at least lied and said some other store like Express or damn Dillards. I mean, what about me made him think I wanted to shop at Old Navy. I was not wearing a performance fleece or a graphic tee like some of the other skeet skeets present. Nothing against Old Navy, its in the Gap Inc. brand family but damn. And not to mention, I work at GAP so I can get a 20% discount any time I want dammit. It kinda hit my confidence. I mean, a lame is gonna invite me to have a shopping spree at Old Navy. Why didn't he just say Cato, or Fashion Bug.... Damn, Am I just a silly little self deluded girl thinking I'm something I'm not. I thought I deserved better, I thought was worth more. Not more money, or a better quality store but more value. I'm not sure what I want in a man but I don't want one who isn't willing to give me the best there is. My man doesn't have to be rich and buy my me $200 denims or anything like that but if Old Navy is all my man can afford..... don't make that your selling point. Gosh!