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Dear Mr Elevator Man, Remember Mr Motorcycle Man?

Its your lucky day! Since I couldn't decide to tell about the ride today with MMM or the date update, I'm doing both. 

Update on Date : 

I worked late yesterday and caught him on the way down. I now know what floor he works on but I really wish I didn't. The less I know about him the less real I can make him be. 

So, you texted her and she was pretty upset about the $50? Can you really blame her? It's like you were paying her for her services. I know you don't get it, I can tell by the look on your face, but trust me you kinda pimp slap her. Your mad because she is giving it back. Didn't I tell you she was going to do that? OK so the list of things she wants on the next date is : you to dress down, not spend over $50 on food, and somewhere local. Sam and I think this will be the final date. I really like this girl, but she is pushing it with MEM. You'll know he is flashy and demanding. Take her to Chillis and call it a day MEM. Your a texter, she's a caller. Your a $100 plate restaurant, she's a 2 for $20 kinda gal. Your a Verizon phone plan, and she's got cricket. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with that but you ....... this isn't going to work. Maybe I will take you girls up on your offers for MEM. 

Ride this morning : 

Dear Rude ass: 

I know you remember MMM? (click link if your new to see their first encounter)You were mean to him last time, just like today. I saw you when the elevator doors opened and your face dropped so fast, I was unable to catch it. Listen, I'm everyone's counselor on this here elevator, so grab a number and take a seat! I think MMM knows that we have some type of relationship, if I can even call it that, because he seems to get under your skin everytime. I find it so funny that you are mad because he is looking at my phone. I cracked my screen you 5 year old, GROW UP! Mr MMM, keep those let imessage comments to a minimum and low volume. You see psycho killer jason standing in front of us! Do you want him to explode like the Hulk? I see that vein in his neck standing strong! I don't know if you realize this but I can see you staring daggers in my back in the mirror on the elevator. WHY MUST I ALWAYS HAVE TO PROVE MY LOVE! LOL. I swear you are throwing off those vibes. Oh and staring at me like you are disappointment when you get off on your floor, made me push the >< button faster! 

xoxoxo
someone needs a praying grandmother 

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