Haircut dude reenters my life – or I reenter his
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Readers may recall Haircut dude – the guy who just showed up at a party and started to be “helpful.” Newer readers may want to scroll down (“Sometimes you find the fag; sometimes the fag finds you”) for context.
In any event, since that party, Haircut dude has been a newr constant and annoying presence. He shows up at the weirdest and (often) least auspicious moment – p[ening doors, trying to carry packages, acting as my “wingman” at parties when I’m hitting on chicks.
About 10 days or so ago, I stopped the dude. “What do you want, bitch?”
“Only to be helpful, Sir.”
:“You want to be helpful, show up tomorrow at 5:00pm at Starbucks at [and I gave him an address].”
“Yes Sir.” he was eager.
The next day he showed up at Starbucks right on time. I handed him a pager. “You wear this big boy 24/7.” I instructed. “When I page you, you call and find out where I need you. Until then I don’t want to see your ugly-ass face.” I walked out.
Of course, I haven’t yet paged the bitch. I wanna see how long I can keep the dude in suspended animation until he shows up in my face (which I am sure he understands will be the end of any hope for him) or just gives up. And I wanna see just how eager the itch is to be helpful. Until then Haircut dude better just wait. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
