Burberry and Girls

Excitement ran through my veins, my pulse raced, and my heart pounded as I listened to Rosemary go into explicit detail as to what she wanted to do to me. I hadn’t even talked to a new and attractive girl for more than 10 seconds in the past 4 days. Granted she wasn’t so strange since I had met her a week ago and neglected to call her since but then again I am what you might call a ‘pick up addict’ (and plus remembering to call girls is such a chore, seriously who can remember to call that many women?).  As I felt more and more attracted to this near stranger I met for little more than 5 minutes on a sidestreet (seriously, man is my game getting tight) she started to go quiet then said ‘I need to make a confession’

This never ends well

‘Okay, what is it?’ I said

‘Promise not to get mad’ she quickly blurted

‘As long as you’re not a Democrat, we’re all good… wait you’re not right?’

‘No, it’s not that… it’s that…’ Here she took a long pause ‘It’s that I have a boyfriend’.

I was quiet for several moments. Then she asked ‘Are you mad?’. I wasn’t that mad, I was more surprised. When I met her, she told me she didn’t have a boyfriend, now she hits me with it like artillery fire in Normandy, you can’t blame me for being a little shell shocked.

‘I’m just a little surprised’ I told her, then ‘I have to go, I have to rearrange some things’. she barely had time to say goodbye before I hung up.

My mind swirled endlessly I don’t get jealous over boyfriends, I’m used to this I told myself. To be honest I hadn’t been shell shocked by enough boyfriend crap lately to make me impervious as I was before, now I was what you might call a little more ‘vulnerable’ .

As I continued to think it out, I noticed a small Warwick bag in my uncle’s closet (I was staying at this place). The more I looked at it the more I noticed the colours and design… I had to take it down and look at it, upon closer inspection I found that the bag wasn’t just an amazing bag… it was a… BURBERRY bag! All thoughts of Rosemary vansihed from my thoughts and I realized that there was more to life than just girls… there was Burberry.