(Rant). I hate how some girls are

**allbaugh_04** · 07-19-2010, 06:24 PM

Originally Posted by Smkn_TA

I'm willing to fly to vegas and give that girl the biggest dicking of her life if you think it would help.

Do it....you won't do it.

**Stinger** · 07-19-2010, 06:47 PM

I'm betting there's going to be a gigantic fight in Vegas. I'll be waiting for the story.

**Smkn_TA** · 07-19-2010, 06:52 PM

Originally Posted by allbaugh_04

Do it....you won't do it.

I sure would.

**Blackbird WS6** · 07-19-2010, 06:53 PM

Originally Posted by Smkn_TA

I sure would.

shouldnt you be on a plane or something hahaha

**95camaroZNC** · 07-19-2010, 07:42 PM

Originally Posted by Stinger

I'm betting there's going to be a gigantic fight in Vegas. I'll be waiting for the story.

I want to see a youtube of said fight on the strip, ill be keeping my eyes peeled for it. Concerning my previous comment though, i just dont think its right for her to treat him like that even if it is her friend, if it was his friend i dont think shed be happy with kitchen jokes for a week.

**Blackbird WS6** · 07-19-2010, 07:50 PM

Originally Posted by 95camaroZNC

I want to see a youtube of said fight on the strip, ill be keeping my eyes peeled for it. Concerning my previous comment though, i just dont think its right for her to treat him like that even if it is her friend, if it was his friend i dont think shed be happy with kitchen jokes for a week.

dont compare a girl and a guy

**Stinger** · 07-20-2010, 05:42 AM

If it was HIS friend, she probably would have done went to mom and dad's house or either op would have taken his friend home.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 05:26 AM

Well I'm back from vegas. this is gonna be a long read, so I'd suggest a cup of coffee.
This was the worst trip ive ever taken, in my whole life, because of this girl. We left monday morning. Between the towns of wickenburg, and wikieup arizona, we were driving along, and thats when the trouble started. Not less than 3 hours into the trip. As we're driving along, all of a sudden I hear this loud boom come from the front of the car, front passenger tire. Fuck, I thought it was a flat. So i go, well thats the end of that trip. Cheryl's friend is in the back panicking because she's thinking something catastrophic happend. So I get out once we're pulled over to have a look. I saw the wheel weight was stuck in the caliper. I pull it out. No flat tire. So I get back in, after inspecting the car some more, and we drive off. I go to put on the brakes to check them, and hear a boom come from the same area, (my gf's friend panicking every time I tried it, eventhough there was just a noise and a little vibration)and it sounds like there's a giant grind in the brake. So a little while later i pull over to give it an inspection. We're at least an hour from the nearest town. I find that the pad is grinding against the caliper. So now im gonna have to find a shop. Great start to the trip. We get to wikieup, which is basically a small spit town in the middle of no where. I stop to ask directions to the nearest shop, and after driving right past it once in town, i get back to it to find it's a shop you'd expect to find out of some horror movie.
To get down into the shop, there was a steep hill, with a high break over angle....I scraped the hell out of the underbody of my car to get down there. It's not even a shop really...its all outside, with a small overed area near the single lift. So I get out and walk around, half expecting to be greeted by leather face. I see this woman walking around and ask her for a mechanic. I'm soon after greeted by an elderly man coming out of the trailer. I tell him what happend, and that i thought something was jamed in the caliper to make the pad stick. So he goes on about how the car's too low for the lift. We jack the car up and look at it. Come to find out, one of my caliper bolts came out. The bottom one, and thats what was giving the problem. The bolt had hit the wheel weight when it fell out. It's 110 degrees out, and this guy seems a little jittery. So he's tellin me to just take the caliper off, after i told him i knew a little about this stuff, eventhough ive never done my own brake job solo. Well, I learned how to do my own brake job in about 20 mins, after he found a replacement bolt, kneeling on rocks in the direct sun and 110 degrees, sweating my ass off. He charged me $30 in the end. For what i dont know. But we were off again, brake fixed. The only problem was that now i had an unbalenced tire, making the front vibrate.

So we're about a half hour away from the dam, and my gf's friend, who we'll name K, starts her bitching about how she's hot, eventhough I have the air on. I soon pull over to get some gas, and she wanted the front seat. I didnt want her up there with me because i didnt want to listen to her bitch. Nor did i want my gf crammed in the backseat ( her being taller), and then having to rely on this girl for reading the directions to me later on ( after how she bitched about her back hurting the other day, and then getting the front seat, and then bitching later that her back still hurt). I told her I didnt want her up front, which sent her into bitch mode. We get to the hoover dam, and I dont even mention it really to her, because she's not the type to appreciate it.

**KahanaReef** · 07-22-2010, 05:35 AM

Sounds worse than a back seat full of bored kids.

Well, that takes care of the stressful trip up there. How'd it go while you were there?

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 05:48 AM

part 2-
K is in bitch mode now, and as I look back in the rear view, she's got her earphones on, her lips pressed, and quiet. The day was special to me, because it was my gf and I's 3 year anniversary, and i wanted to take her out later. As we get into vegas, i ask her if she's excited, and she stays quiet. I guess she wasnt too impressed. We get to the hotel and by now i had the air off in the car. She's bitching about how she's hot, when we're all hot. So we find a place and get our gear out. I had my duffle, my laptop bag, a bag with 3 bottles of alcohol, a 12 pack of soda, a cooler ( w/shoulder strap). my gf had a duffle bag, and carried the cooler at that point, and a bag of food. K had a rolling suitcase ( my gf gave it to her because it'd be easier for her) and one small bag. I asked her to carry the 12 pack. On the way to the check in, she dropped the coke case. We got to the long line for check in, and she's bitching about the heat. She drops the coke box again, and i got fed up with it. I took it from her because she couldnt do just one thing, while my gf n i carried everything else for the trip. She left us to go wait near one of the machines because she didnt wanna be in the line. My gf was pretty fed up with her at this point to. K then left her suitcase and just walked off. wtf? . we waited a good 30 seconds and she's no where. my gf went to go wait by her bag, and when the girl returned, she said she went to go ask someone a question. After check in, we all go over to the elevators. This was a mess of people cutting in line, pushing in to cram into the notoriously slow elevators. There's a spot that opens up, and is ee enough room for my gf n i. I get in and pull her in. We had to go to just the 3rd floor. Kaitlan tries to get in behind us and there's obviously no room, i said 3rd floor, room 3118. i repeated it twice. Then she goes OMG and throws a tantrum, resulting in my gf having to get out and then wait with her for the next elevator. I didnt get to push the button in time, and wound up riding the elevator up to the 18th floor before i could get back down.
once in the room, she started. Yelling about how it was rude, and me firing back with how the elevator was full, and that i told her what the room number was. any NORMAL sane reasonable person would have been like ok, theres a rush for the elevators, ill take the next one. My gf was caught in the middle trying to de escalate everything. K asks what we're doing, and i say, well im taking my gf out to dinner, since its our anniversary. I wanted to take her to kahunaville, one of her favorite places in vegas. So then the girl goes on about how she wanted to leave, that how we were just gonna leave her bla bla bla. She even goes as far to say she wanted to go home, that she was leaving, and was calling her dad. My gf got her calm, and i got out the vodka...
I just kept taking shots. I had to get drunk to be able to deal with this girl. Things calmed down, and everyone was friends again. I'm a happy drunk. Things were ok.
We go to dinner, which was really good, and walk part of the strip. She stopped numerous times, to spend money on things like pictures with snakes, and then stopped for one of the ticket guys...he said he could get us into JET, at the mirage, and he worked off tips. She gives him a little money, and we get these passes. We get to where the club was, and there's a huge line. The guy had told us the attire was casual. I had on a polo, shorts, and slip on shoes. It was free cover untill 11, and it was about 11 when we got to the front of the line, when the bouncer comes over and tells me I wont be allowed in because of my shorts. I said it's 100 degrees outside. Their way of weeding out the men so only the hot girls were in the club i guess. Anyway so we left, and went to the bar at the imperial palace, where we were staying. It was called the rockhouse, and had free cover. Well around 130 I was starting to get tired, and after dancing with my girl for a while ( eventhough the club and dancing's not my thing, im more a lounge kind of guy), i told her i wanted to go bck to the room, being our anniversary, i wanted to spend some time with her, since its rare when her and i get just us time with her friend there.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 05:48 AM

Originally Posted by KahanaReef

Sounds worse than a back seat full of bored kids.

Well, that takes care of the stressful trip up there. How'd it go while you were there?

lol there's gonna be like 4 or 5 parts to this kahana...

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 06:04 AM

k had also wanted to go up into the gages they had there to dance, and wanted my gf to go with her, which i wasnt too happy about, but they didnt. So i go up to my gf and tell her that i wanted to go back to the room for some time with eachother, and that she could stay down here and dance with her friend on our anniversary, or go up with me and have some us time. She chose to come with me, saying it would upset k,. Any sane reasonable person would have been like ok, ill stay down here, im socialble, and ill find some people to dance with. She flips out at my gf, and so then my gf n i go back up to the room. Around 4am we hear k get back, i hear two voices with her, a guy and a girl. Im like fuck, she's either bringing back a guy, which ill have to worry about someone touching my stuff, or she's that drunk that people had to take her home. Neither were the case, and she came in, making noises to herself, and went to bed. I knew the following day would be hell.

I've never, ever seen a more vicious girl in my life. She woke up and it was like she was a cat that you'd see in the aag forum hissing and freaking out. We got into a yelling match, her going on about how we left her alone in the club, to which i fired back that it was only 2 hours, and that she was socialable to the point that she made friends there within those two hours. It got to the point where she threw the money she owed me for the room, at me, and was calling her daddy to have him buy her a ticket home. I said go ahead. My gf was in the middle again, taking the heat from this girl as well. I tried making the point that it was our anniversary, to which she fired back about y did she come, and how she could only get this week off of work. It was ugly. She went into about how she should have just rented a car, and her and my gf should have come here alone, and how that was the plan originally. She said that she would have paid everything for the trip since my gf doesnt have the money. Thats a rental car for 2 days, gas, the hotel, every meal, club cover, ect. ( she only had $30 to her name at the end of the trip as it was). She thought i couldnt leave my gf alone in the club, and called me controling. I had given my gf the option at the club, stating it was our anniversary, and that i should go to bed alone on our anniversary. That it'd look kinda messed up if she stayed out dancing on our anniversary. She was tired too. So my gf started to side with her friend a little bit on things.

The girl kept saying she was gonna leave. Then that she was gonna go home. I knew what had to be done. She didnt want me there, and it didnt feel very warm from my gf either. She chose me the night before, tho, and told me she kenw her friend would be pissed. I knew what had to happen. I knew she'd only be happy if it was her and my gf all day. I told my gf the only way the day would be saved would be if i just went off on my own, and they could have the whole day to themselves. So I left.

walking down the hallway i said to msyelf, this isnt right. i shouldnt be the one to get fucked over. So i went back to the room, i had forgotten my mp3 player anyway, and went to see what i could do. Not much. K kept calling me a dick, because when she told me her friends wouldnt do this to her, i told her its because they didnt want to hear her bitch. That her friends let her get away with shit, and get her own way, because if she doesnt, she'll bitch about it the whole day. I was gonna go but then before i was about to leave, my gf started crying, asking me not to leave her. So I stayed. I hadnt gotten much sleep the night before, so i was just worn out. Something came over me, and i just got really tired.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 06:23 AM

So i took my mp3 player with us as we left to go to breakfast. I had it in my head, that at any time, if that girl got bitchy, i was out. I'd leave and go somewhere else. She had it in her head that day to go all the way down to the stratosphere. I knew what the day would entail- It would be completely what she wanted to do, or else she'd throw a fit because of the night before. I told my gf that she'd have us go all the way down to the stratosphere, spend nearly all day doing it, come back, have dinner, and then they'd go out to the club. I knew i wouldnt be invited. I didnt think she'd make it due to the heat and the sun. We go down to denny's, to find a line down the street. We found a nearby food court, wehre we got subway. I was silent, only talking once in a while when asked a question by my gf. I had never, in all my life felt more like a third wheel, and ever so unwelcomed as i did that day.
Going down to the stratosphere, if you havent been to vegas, isnt the most fun thing. That half of the strip doesnt have as many hotels and stuff to do as the luxor end of town. It took us 3 hours to get 3/4 of the way down there. Something hit me from breakfast. I had to run into the nearest casino to use the bathroom. So now i had to worry about getting the shits walking down the strip. It wasnt fun. Long story short, we get all the way down to the stratoshpere, and didnt even go in. They came back out of a tattoo shop they went in, and it was $35 to just go up to the top of the tower. I laughed and said f that sarcastically. We went over to the sahara, where they had seen a roller coaster they wanted to go on. The whole way down to the stratosphere, and around, i usually trailed 15 ft behind them. I didnt want to be there, and the only reason i was, was because it meant that much to my gf. We get over to where the roller coaster is. I'm pretty beaten up by the sun, partial hang over, and the heat. It's $10 to ride the coaster. We get in, and it's two to a row. My gf chose to ride with her friend, and i got to ride behind them. It was basically just them two all day long. And i knew that that night they would be going out to the club again most likely. Her friend wouldnt be satisfied just going one night, with the outcome it had. So my gf turns and goes, so appearently this ride starts quick. Before I know it we're rocketing out of the building. I almost couldnt handle it. I just held on for dear life. The rollercoaster to me, went too fast for the length of track. Like they tried to cam it into this small area, and shoot the coaster as fast as they could. Loop, turn right bank left straight up...then backwards. It was pretty intense. Maybe it was because of the partial hangover.
We get back, and im pretty beaten up. So they go over to the nascar cafe, so K can get something to eat. she's first priority whenever she needs to eat, or hagatha nagatha comes out. I was still quiet, tryin to recover from the roller coaster. My gf asking me if i was ok. So k started asking what was going on that night. She started going on about the club. I had enough, so i just got up and walked away. About an hour later, taking her that long to eat a helping of onion rings, and not even finishing them, they got up, headed over to where i was sitting, and we left. We went to go wait for the bus. The plan was to take the bus up to mandalay bay, and walk that part of the strip back to the imperial palace. I started making a plan for myself for the night. I'd go to the house of blues, and walk around the strip. go to the foundation room if i could get in, then maybe the cathouse lounge as well. While waiting for the bus, i took my gf aside and told her how i felt that day. She said it was the price of her friend being left alone last night. I told her i wanted my gf back, and how i felt unwelcome. 20 mins goes by and the bus still hasnt shown up. Eventually it did, as i was about to just say fuck it and walk back.
While on the bus, a new plan formed. my gf told me shed go with me to the house of blues for a while, then go out with her friend to the bar. I told her that i guess i was supposed to suffer the whole night, for the 2 hours her friend had to be by herself the night before. All day it was those two together, that i didnt want to be there, and then i'd get to be punished the whole night being left to myself. But whatever.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 06:38 AM

so its' about 7 something when we get back to the room. We went to the hash house a go go at the imperial palace for dinner. me natuarlly paying for both my gf n i. 830 goes by still at dinner. I knew what would happen. It'd get late enough to where my gf wouldnt be able to go with me to the house of blues. And sure enough thats what happend. We got back to the room after dinner. They were going on about how they were full, and tired. K hardly ate half her meal, and just tossed the rest. $30 worth of food wasted. So I got changed into the nicest clothes i brought- dark dressy jeans, good shoes, a white graphic t shirt, and a short sleeve button down white shirt. I figured i'd look my best, so my gf could think about what she was missing while she was out. She'd know i was out looking good in vegas. They were laying on the beds when i was leaving. saying they were only letting the food digest. their plan was to leave around 1030.

I took the bus to mandalay bay, then got to the house of blues. Effing cost me $15 for one drink. I texted kaitlan sayin i hoped they had fun, and that it sucked being the only loser alone at the house of blues when everyone else there had their gf/ wife/ whatever. I know it was dumb to do, to text her, but i was bitter and pissed. No response. I figured they were getting ready or at the club already, being 1030. Well, i thought that the house of blues was open till 12, but they'r eonly open till 11. So i only got to hear them for a good 30 mins ( live music). fail.

So after, i walked all the way down to treasure island. My plan was to be out later than they would be. I didnt want to go back to the room and go to bed alone. I called a few friends to talk a bit while i was out. I went to one lounge. It was called Caramel. I heard about it before. I said fuck it and went in. no cover. I didnt stay too long. Upon entering, i saw the room was full of people. I then saw a guy dressed up like a priest, rosary and all. ok..a little odd..then some girl was dancing kind of, not very good looking. Then as i walked around i saw a guy dressed in a lab coat....ok wtf? so i left. Around 245 i was getting back to where the imperial palace was. I was tired. All the clubs had let out, or most of them, and there were drunk people everywhere. Girls needing to be helped by their friends to stand up, guys falling up escalators..yes..falling up escalators. I still didnt want to go to bed alone, so i thought i'd go through the club at the hotel to see if they were there. I'd just pass through, and see what i'd find.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 06:54 AM

I didnt know what to expect. I didnt know if i'd find some guy tryin to dance with my girl ( which she's always told me she doesnt dance with guys, and that she either dances by herself or with her female friends. I believe her, but i just needed to see for myself. I was so pissed that night, having to walk around vegas, not invited to go out with them, after all day. ), or if she'd be up in the cage dancing, or on stage dancing. anyway, i went through. I picked a place at the bar and blended in. As i scanned the scene, i couldnt find them. I left and went up to the room. I got in, and found they were both in bed. I didnt know if they had just gotten in or what, so i went to go change, putting some of my stuff away, as i put the one hanging light on that was over the table. Immediately k yells at me to turn the fuckin light off bla bla bla. i told her to fuck off and go back to sleep. I turned the light off and got changed. i got in bed and my gf was kind of pissed at me. I find out they didnt go out at all. They fell asleep when i left, and when they woke up later, they just decided not to go out, and went back to sleep. My gf was pissed at me for being out so late... I was pissed because i wasted the whole night walking around vegas for nothing. I couldnt sleep. My heart was racing from the monsters i had drank. I went in and out of light sleep till it was time to get up to leave.
To sum up the night, it was an epic night of fail and irony. If i had stayed in the room, they would have eventually woken up and gone to the bar, and i'd of missed the house of blues, and they'd of been out till like 3 or 4 ( as my gf confirmed later that its prob what would have happend. But me going out, walking around vegas alone till 3am, under the assumption that they were out, i wasted the whole night alone anyway, only to find them asleep back at the room.). Her friend and i went back in forth in the morning a little bit. But i was too tired to keep things going. I had to drive all the way back home, then take her to the airport later that night. We took the bags n whatnot to the car, where K stayed. my gf n i went to check out, which took half an hour. As soon as we get in the car, and get onto the strip, k starts bitching about how she's hungry. my gf n i had split a poptart in the room, and even offered the other to her, which she declined. it wasnt good enough for her. So she starts going on about how she is starving, and wants to stop to get something to eat. i said i wanted to get some miles done, but if it was right there. we passed a few places, and even a gas station that had the pre made sammiches, offering to her to stop, but she kept saying no. nothing was good enough. finally we find a subway, i say thank fucking god, and she goes thats rude. she goes and gets her sandwich, and we get moving again. I knew what would happen. I planned to stop and get something to eat either in kingman or wikieup. To stop at a diner, so i could rest for a bit and get a real meal. a good breakfast. I knew by then she would be pissed that my gf n i would want to stop to get somethin to eat.

**Ramairgod84** · 07-22-2010, 07:06 AM

So we eventually do stop. The girl had $30 left to her name, and still hadnt given me any money for gas to vegas. When my gf n i went in to eat, kaitlan went out to go call her sister, pissed off that we were stopped. When she came back in, my gf n i were eating. The first thing she says was, how long were we gonna be there, then, how far we were from home, and then how long it would take. I said we were far, and that it would take hours. By this time my gf was fed up too. I had said to her that k wasnt coming back out ever again. I had my gf drive for the next while so i could rest. Once we got out on the road, her friend started to talk a little bit more to her, and she started to be a bit more sociable. We all started to somehow get along for the next few hours. We got back to my house and were all getting along. I even told my gf that it figures that after we get back home, we all got along. The girl got something to eat, and packed up. On the way to the airport i told her how it figures after we all get back that we get along, and that i think we didnt have time to do everything, and thats somewhat what got everyone all pissed, that and because there was only 3 of us. SHe said she thought we were getting along because i was happy to take her to the airport....somewhat true but not completely. i had kept trying to make things good. IF she had acted nice, i would too. when she did, so did i. i gave her the same respect she showed me, how ever little she did.

all in all, never again. I've never met a more ungreatful, selfish, self obsorbed, consieted greedy person in my whole life. Even when we were waiting for one of the busses, there was a homeless man. she gave him money, and a guy said that she was a nice person. she responded to him saying yea i know. the guy walked away saying man thats messed up. So here i am, wishing i had never gone along with her coming out, trying to recooperate from only having about 7 hours of sleep all weekend, having to work 3 days of 12 hour shifts before i get to catch up on my sleep. I have to get my wheel balenced, and then looked at too because i think something's damaged underneath from bottoming out. It ws a long fucking weekend....

**KahanaReef** · 07-22-2010, 07:14 AM

Went down pretty much as I figured it would.

You've learned a valuable lesson. Three's a crowd. Especially on an anniversary. But, generally... all the time.

At least you know you'll never go through an experience like this again. If somehow, you get roped into doing it again... you'll deserve it.

But still, you tried to be a nice guy. Went above and beyond and I'm sorry you weren't able to enjoy yourself.

Start putting pennies away so you and your gf can go back, just the two of you and make up for it.

***SMWS6TA*** · 07-22-2010, 07:26 AM

OP,

KR is right, you just checked another block off in life experiences. If your girl is worth keeping she'll realize what a shitbag her friend is and never put you through this again. Can't wait to hear how she'll be if you 2 get married and she's a bridesmaid. Hopefully your Gf learned the same lesson as you and as a bonus learned that her "friend" is a worthless, self center, shallow waste of life and drop her from the friends list.

**Smkn_TA** · 07-22-2010, 08:04 AM

Wow...I hope I never meet someone like that ever. I blame her parents.

**KahanaReef** · 07-22-2010, 08:44 AM

Originally Posted by Smkn_TA

Wow...I hope I never meet someone like that ever. I blame her parents.

Big time

It's like when you see those screaming kids at the store or where ever, and instead of the parents putting a stop to it, they tend to try and reason with, bribe and bargain with said screaming child... this is what you end up with. A self centered me me me, I don't care about anyone but myself, adult.

Here's a tip for you single guys. Before you get serious with a girl... get to know her parents and how she treats them. It's all right there. If she shows no respect and they bend over backward to make her happy... RUN!