Here's my little story I'd like to share: When I was new on campus, I decided to go as incognito as possible as not to attract a fanclub. I showed a little interest in a sister and she brushed me off. A few months passed by and I met another sister whom I dated consistently. The same sister that had previously brushed me off evidently started asking around campus who I was.
Somehow, she found out who I was--one day she scoped me out in the cafeteria, waited until my girl walked to the other side of the cafeteria then, she approached me at the buffet table. She walked up to me with a big smile and said: "Hello, [insert my name here] nice day isn't it?" I looked at her, thinking to myself: "How the hell does she know my name?" Cracked a smile, and walked away.
Next thing I know, sisters start approaching me at random, slipping in their initial conversations with me: "You're the guy in the black car with the tag." Those encounters cracked me up left and right.
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