Kids these days..
Alright. Someone tell me what the heck that high school kid saw in me when he decided to hit on me, ask me for my number & facebook on my entire ride home when I was all sweaty and disgusting, wearing an old t-shirt with fresh juice stains all over, raggy old jeans with holes, and warned him of parasites I had on me.. best part after rejection: “I thought we had a connection going!!”
WHAT CONNECTION, DEAR GOD.