Mean People Suck

Mean people suck, and that's all there is to it. For example, when Hot-Bunz and I were down in Acapulco we met this really nice girl by the name of Jen. She had a nice body, but more facial hair than I have. Not somebody you'd want to date, but she seemed like good friend material. We had all sat down and talked for a while and seemed to hit it off really well. She was slightly intoxicated, but no more than anyone else so we didn't think much of it. We exchanged numbers, and parted ways (as we met her on the day that we were leaving). After we got back to the States, I gave her a call. She was not only less than polite but she was rather blunt about her displeasure in my calling when she didn't know who I was and that she wanted absolutely nothing to do with us. Alrighty then. Well, why don't you go take a flying leap then girl? If you are irresponsible enough to give your number to someone you hardly know (even though we are probably some of the safest people in the world to be around), why take it out on your hapless victim? Get a clue girl! Pull your head out of your forth point of contact and re-enter the world where people are real and women don't have beards! Were we cruel enough to tease her about giving razor rash to people when kissing? Did we poke fun at her general resemblance to Chewbacca? No. We had taken her for who we thought she was inside and were willing to be friends with a Wookie. Hell, a little nair... ok, alot of nair and a few thousand electrolosis sessions and she wouldn't look half-bad (of course she wouldn't look-half good either). Her being mean was uncalled for. Totally. Now I have said my peace.