Grey blazer, white hoodie over cap, big korean glasses? GOT IT..

It seems I can say without much disagreement that I generally attract creepy men. I’ve had my fair share of creepiness from men. For instance..when I used to work in a craft store, I had a man who’d come by to buy a button or something small each time and then one day, he pushes a wrapped gift across the counter and left….and it was a book of love poems, with his name and phone number scribbled on it…btw, that man was probably in his 30’s, wears a backpack with a suit and looks like a loner/geek…*SHIVERS*..

So creepy guy stories are very common and that isn’t special enough for a whole post dedicated to it. How about aggressive jerks? Would you like to hear a story about the biggest jerk to ever walk on the face of earth? (hm, not sure he’d be able to walk after last night though).

This is how it all began……

FRIDAY NIGHT - GANGNAM CLUB NB

Tired from dancing and squishing and unknown hands groping and touching us, we walked over to a corner by the air vents for a rest. We try calling the boys, they’re probably somewhere drinking, we thought. Standing there, getting tired…I could feel someone’s hands on my waist. Not turning around, I brush it off. That’s probably the 40th time it’s happened tonight…there’s just so many people and so many guys, it really was a sausage fest in here. Ew.

I felt hands on me again. So I brush it off..again. Then a pair of arms grab me by the waist and pulls me backwards. Annoyed, I push his arms away and I turned around. Don’t touch me, I said. He did it AGAIN. I glared at him, DONT TOUCH ME.

He shoves me. Not a little push or elbowing, he shoves me…hard. I almost lose my balance (lucky I’m well trained in heels). WHAT THE FUCK?!? I shoved him back really hard and he stumbles back a few steps. DON’T TOUCH ME. The girls look at him with disgust. I turn around and talk to the girls and HE SHOVES ME AGAIN.

Now I was getting mad. I turn around and he sticks his middle finger in my face. What kind of a guy does that? What a jerk. He tells me go away in Korean. I said YOU GO AWAY. And he shoves me AGAIN. Nicole, Janice and Grace steps up and we’re all yelling at him. He turns around to walk away but he pushes all of us and then quickly disappeared. What a loser!!! We were all pretty furious at that point. Nicole was about to punch his face.

He kinda ruined the night for us, so we went outside to wait for the guys. Tommy comes out and Grace told him what happened. Everyone was pretty agitated, and Tommy looks at me “He tried to fuck with you? Tell me WHO…tell me who and I will go in there and fuck him up.” I smiled, thanks Tommy. But don’t. I don’t want to cause trouble… Tommy calls Hoyoun, “Yo, come now. BEEF. Someone’s fucking with Jamie.”

Within seconds, Hoyoun’s running towards us yelling BEEF?? u said BEEF?? LEt’s go get him. He looks at me and says “TELL ME WHO”. I have a bad feeling. They’re so serious…c’mon guys, just let it go, I said.

"Grey blazer, white hoodie over a cap, big korean glasses" Nicole says. "I remember his ugly face."

Before I could say anything, they all went back inside…so I just followed, “Hey….don’t.”

We were walking through the dance crowd when Hoyoun points to a guy “Grey blazer, white hoodie over a cap, big korean glasses? That mudafucker over there?” Oh yes. It was him indeed.

Hoyoun walks up to him “Yo, you pushed someone?” Tommy says “You pushed my girl?” And fists were flying and the guy was on the floor soon enough. After maybe 7 or 8 punches to his face, the guys stopped and pulled us to leave.

The guys kept telling me “I got your back” and “Are you okay?” It’s not like he did anything to me that would make me not okay. Everyone tells me he deserved it, but deep down, I still feel really bad about it. Okay, he was a huge jerk, but I really wonder if he’s okay….

Anyways, I guess I can go around starting shit everywhere and just call Tommy and Hoyoun and Nicole and say “BEEEEF” and they’d probably be more than happy to fight. HAha..