The time was 0400 on January 1, 2013. It was the end of a long night with more alcohol than you can imagine. Ron had called a taxi since no one trusted him behind the wheel of his car tonight. This had to be for the better of everyone on the roads.
While he was waiting, the women that Ron had believed was the women of his dreams had walked up to him. This is the magic part of alcohol that always causes the most trouble. No, not because it helps someone get lucky. This is the part that makes you not notice everything around you.
He went up to her and said loudly where everyone could tell he was drunk. “Hey lady what do you think about possibly gay sex dating me?” Feeling quite embarrassed she responds “I wouldn’t date you if you life depended on it, if you’re not going to pay for services get outta here.”