We've all had our fair share of funny, horrifying, and embarrassing hook-up stories but I must say this one has to take the cake for me... So far.
Ever since I moved to my new apartment in Dallas, I've had the amazing opportunity to meet a lot of new people and subsequently make a lot of new friends. This move has changed my life tremendously and I'm so blessed that I made this decision to do so.
With that said; with new friends come new memories that we make when we hit the town and bar hop from one place to another. Making even more new friends along the way.
This was our typical Friday. We started with brunch at Breadwinners on McKinney, since apparently no one works in this building. After a couple of mimosas, we started to start the weekend early by hanging by the pool; which is where I met a new "neighbor". We'll just call him 'Boston'.
It has to be pretty obvious as to why I've nicknamed him 'Boston' but if you must wonder, he is from Boston and recently moved to Dallas for work; he works in I.T.
I must admit, we hit it off pretty quickly. We joked, talked, and just shot the shit for a few hours before we decided to grab a quick bite to eat.
This is basically how Boston and I met. I don't think I need to seriously have a play by play for the events of the night so long story short, we ended up at my place after a very long night of partying and drinking.
Dun dun dun ..
The next morning, I'm tossing and turning around my bed, not used to sleeping next to someone, we finally get out of bed. As he's putting his clothes back on, I noticed that my sheets are kind of damp. I figured they got wet after we showered when he was laying on my bed. No bid deal; I'll have to wash them anyways.
But now, as I'm laying my bed, I notice a very strange smell. Since my sheets are in the dryer at this point, it couldn't have been the damp sheets. So naturally, I plant my face into my bed and realize that this motherf***** has peed in my bed!
This grown a** man peed in my bed. I understand when you're a child, we have accidents once in a while. But that definitely wasn't the case today. This was a grown man that I stupidly took home after a crazy night of drinking that couldn't hold in his liquor and failed to wake up in the middle of the night to walk two steps to my bathroom to pee. Really?!
I'm not telling you all this to embarrass him. In retrospect, I think this story is kind of funny. This has never happened to me before but I guess we all have to experience everything once in a lifetime. The lesson that I am taking from this experience is to never bring a guy back to my place again; especially if they want to stay the night. I'd much rather be the one that goes to their place. Plus, I'll have the say of when I leave, rather then being the b**** and having to kick the person out.
Hope you enjoyed my most recent embarrassing story.
Good night!
Ever since I moved to my new apartment in Dallas, I've had the amazing opportunity to meet a lot of new people and subsequently make a lot of new friends. This move has changed my life tremendously and I'm so blessed that I made this decision to do so.
With that said; with new friends come new memories that we make when we hit the town and bar hop from one place to another. Making even more new friends along the way.
This was our typical Friday. We started with brunch at Breadwinners on McKinney, since apparently no one works in this building. After a couple of mimosas, we started to start the weekend early by hanging by the pool; which is where I met a new "neighbor". We'll just call him 'Boston'.
It has to be pretty obvious as to why I've nicknamed him 'Boston' but if you must wonder, he is from Boston and recently moved to Dallas for work; he works in I.T.
I must admit, we hit it off pretty quickly. We joked, talked, and just shot the shit for a few hours before we decided to grab a quick bite to eat.
This is basically how Boston and I met. I don't think I need to seriously have a play by play for the events of the night so long story short, we ended up at my place after a very long night of partying and drinking.
Dun dun dun ..
The next morning, I'm tossing and turning around my bed, not used to sleeping next to someone, we finally get out of bed. As he's putting his clothes back on, I noticed that my sheets are kind of damp. I figured they got wet after we showered when he was laying on my bed. No bid deal; I'll have to wash them anyways.
But now, as I'm laying my bed, I notice a very strange smell. Since my sheets are in the dryer at this point, it couldn't have been the damp sheets. So naturally, I plant my face into my bed and realize that this motherf***** has peed in my bed!
This grown a** man peed in my bed. I understand when you're a child, we have accidents once in a while. But that definitely wasn't the case today. This was a grown man that I stupidly took home after a crazy night of drinking that couldn't hold in his liquor and failed to wake up in the middle of the night to walk two steps to my bathroom to pee. Really?!
I'm not telling you all this to embarrass him. In retrospect, I think this story is kind of funny. This has never happened to me before but I guess we all have to experience everything once in a lifetime. The lesson that I am taking from this experience is to never bring a guy back to my place again; especially if they want to stay the night. I'd much rather be the one that goes to their place. Plus, I'll have the say of when I leave, rather then being the b**** and having to kick the person out.
Hope you enjoyed my most recent embarrassing story.
Good night!
