What a Creep.

I’m the creep in this scenario.

Big time.

Last night I had a bit to drink. Maybe a lot to drink.

The mayor of our town happened to be at this same bar.

And I’ve been on a really big Twitter kick.

I was drunk enough I’d get excited every time I saw the mayor.

So I tweeted about him every time I saw them.

It was a little stalker-ish. A lot stalker-ish.

And turns out he saw them. And responded. I’m a huge creep.

In the future, I’m never, ever, ever going near Twitter while drunk.



Filed under Awkward Moments, I'm making fun of me, It's my fault I'm so goddamn awkward, Uncategorized, Under the Influence

3 responses to “What a Creep.

  1. sskate

    I’m only going to admit this because I’m drunk, and will probably delete it when I’m sober again (not that you couldn’t see it on Twitter, which I can’t bring myself to delete), but one of the Tweets I made this night said, “Would it be creepy to ask the mayor to sign my body?”

    Which he responded to, saying, “Yes, yes it would.”

    I agree.

    Also, I only tweeted about important things tonight, like stealing pitchers from golf carts.

    Nothing about the mayor.

    I’m well on my way to recovery.

  2. Oh man I love this…! (and you :-D)

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