DAWN OF THE DEAD part 2

The next day, I get a call from her asking if I would like to see The Devil's Rejects and I agreed. I met her at her place and once again the witty, intelligent, professional Dawn was there to greet me.

Unfortunately I found out some more things about her that made me think not so highly of her.

First of all, she's not really a web designer. She works for her mommy's web design company and her only duties include ftp-ing files to the actual designers or transferring clients to whoever. She knows NOTHING about design and she can't even code! Basically she's just a secretary. Her mom pays her about 3 times more than she earns (to which she happily admits), and she used to spend 1200 bucks A WEEK on shopping! Her mommy cut her off by only giving her a 250 dollar a week allowance while paying all her bills, including her mortgage.
Holy shit! The respect meter pretty much bottomed out and went through the floor when I heard that! I had so much respect and admiration for this girl who I thought bought her own house at the age of 24, but it turned out her MOTHER bought the house FOR HER. This so-called "professional woman" was nothing more than a spoiled bitch who never had to earn anything in her life.
Oh, and to top it all off, she works from home!

Ugh... after the movie, she invited me once again to hang with her and her friend. Since I had nothing else to do I said why not. Surely we aren't going to go clubbing at the exact same place 2 nights in a row right? WRONG!!!
God, we did almost the exact same thing as the previous night only this time we went to her skanky friend's house that smelled like cat shit and had a couple of shots of rum. Well, I had one, they had about three.
Anyway, it was the same old story of her acting like a drunken dumb ass while her friend rubbed against every other guy at the place. I actually had to "save" her when one of the guys got a little too aggressive.
The night just drug on and on, but I was trapped because dumb ass me decided to ride in her car or else I would've disappeared a LONG time ago.
It got so unbearable, I ducked into my office which was 2 blocks away to get away from the craziness. You KNOW you're having a shitty time when go to your fucking office to escape.

Anyway, I got a call from her at around 3am and I met up with her at the parking lot. She was clearly trashed out of her fucking mind as well as her friend so it looked like I was going to play the role of the designated driver, but I didn't mind this time, since she drove an 05 Mustang GT (that mommy got her). Man what a sweet ride!

Dawn likes older professional men, but on the way home she kept complaining how these older professional men can't keep up with her. I told her that these older professional men have REAL JOBS to go to in the morning and can't stay up clubbing until 4 am every fucking day.

We get to her place and she's apologizing her ass off and doing the remorseful drunk chick routine that I've seen a hundred million times. She said that she would call me and all that and while she saying all this, I'm calmly deleting her number from my phone. She leans in for a kiss, but I give her the cheek. (ha!).
As I get into my own car, unbelievably, this girl who can barely stand, goes into her car and drives her friend to her house. At that point my concern about her welfare ceased to exist and I drove home and promptly passed out on the couch.

I'm going to strangle my match making friend.