I recently wrote a post about a girl trying to pick me up in a pub. If you are unfamiliar with the story, click here.
If I wasn’t convinced that there was something wrong with this Martina, I received all the evidence I needed tonight.
Before I get to that, though, I present this video, which I think describes her perfectly. I don’t like the song, but it does its job, at least in terms of the title.
So what makes her crazy? Well, I was hanging out with my friends from Saturday night, and we started talking about that drunk girl, and it turned out that Martina talked to my friend Veronika after I had excused myself and revealed some interesting, to say the least, information:
Saturday was her first night out since her child was born.
That’s right, not only does she have a psycho jealous boyfriend who is almost defeated by the easy task of returning money to his wallet, but she also has a child who is not very old.
Again, I ask what the hell was she doing hitting on me.
Maybe she was just trying to live the wild wild life. Whatever her reasons, I want nothing to do with them, and I am now even more ecstatic that I denied her advances.
Stupid women (not to sound bitter, but at the moment I am having trouble from being exactly that).