TIFU by texting a number I have found in a gas station bathroom.
This past week was Spring break and while every smart person is traveling to a place a little less frozen. I headed to the Frozen North to visit my parents and see my family for the week of spring break to relax rather than dance my ass off at the beach, great decision IMO. The week passed without incident, the travel North was smooth sailing, however the return voyage would turn out to be quite different. Friends and I were traveling on the same day and as usual, we decided to play traveler Truth or Dare, because texting while driving is a great idea. One such dare was for me to call a number off of a bathroom wall and having just stopped for gas, I decided to venture into the bathroom to see if something would allow this dare to come to pass. I entered the danky Marathon restroom to be greeted by blank white walls, a bust or so I thought. Upon finishing up a my business and washing my hands I turn to see the number on the back of the door. It offered a great BJ for anyone who texted the number and I thought, this is a sign from the heavens that I should text this number.
After texting the number, I had a text message drop in. The person was quite shocked there number was promising something like that. I instantly felt bad, texted the person a few more times explaining our stupid game that my friends and I play and offered to turn around and remove this persons number, which I did. Thinking this person was a lovely young lady, we kept talking and enjoying the fact we could revel in such a joke and confused circumstances. "she" asked me to call her later so she could verbally thank me for what I had done and I obliged. Thinking I had just won the White Knight of the day award, I kept driving. When the appointed time came, I made a phone call only to find out that "She" was He and a very homosexual He indeed. I politely steered the conversation and tried to make a graceful exit but had to ultimately use the some one just rang in on me and I need to call them back excuse to get out of the conversation. I said if I could maybe we could talk again but not as two people seeking a tryst as I am not gay. It has been two days and the man keeps calling me and will not accept being let down lightly.
TL;DR I texted a gay man from a bathroom wall on a dare and now I have gay stalker.
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