Saturday, June 12, 2010
Serial Researcher
I don't like it when people blow things out of proportion. I also don't like it when people over-react, which is just like blowing something out of proportion. Like for about six months, I was doing some research on this girl I was interested in who I didn't know, but had seen at a bar and thought was cute. So I followed her home at about 2AM one night to do some research on where she lived. Then about three days a week for the next month or so I would research her from the bushes outside her house with binoculars, trying to research what she did with her spare time and researching what she liked to watch on TV. About six weeks later I saw her again at the bar I originally saw her at and worked up the courage to talk to her, but guess what, I wasn't even nervous. Because I had plenty to talk to her about because of all the valuable research I had done. Time well spent. So after talking to her for about ten minutes, she was like, "get the hell away from me you creepster", which was a total surprise to me considering I felt like I had prepared myself so well with all of my research. So refusing to give up on her, because I knew love isn't easy and you can't hurry it, or so I'm told by Diana Ross, I decided to follow her around and show up to as many places as I could that she was at. So one day I was doing some research on her at her job and all her co-workers were like, who's that guys in the corner with the clipboard and no pants, and I was like "I'm a researcher! Don't talk about me like I'm not here. Just because I'm hiding behind this bush doesn't mean I can't hear you!" Jesus! People are so insensitive. They just don't understand research or have any respect for science. Then a few months after I had met her I was stopped by a cop around dusk when I was waiting outside her apartment for her to get home so I could put some finishing touches on my research. The cop told me that there was some sort of "restraint" on my research and that I had to stay 500 feet away from her when doing my research or I'd be arrested. Unbelievable! A guy can't even do a little research without getting hastled by the 5-0. Bullshit. Anyway, long story short, I finished my research. Jail isn't as bad as they say it is, and it's a quiet place to write.
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that could be the creepiest thing i have ever read
ReplyDeleteThat is a 100% true story.
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