Women in Los Angeles...

So, the other night I had my first date in Los Angeles. Finally I said, someone I can go out with that's not my roommate. Sorry Kelly. I met her around the corner from my house. She had come up to me and started talking. I didn't know what to do. I thought I was being punked. By who, I don't know cause I only know a few people out here. Anyways, I asked her if she wanted to get something to eat. She said ok, so we went to the McDonald's around the corner from my house.

So, we went up and ordered food. I bought of course, that's how my mama taught me. We sat had a great time. She has dark hair, dark eyes and looks a little like a young Marilyn Monroe. She also smelled good. We talked about almost everything. I mean, stuff that I was allowed to talked with her about. For some reason, she wouldn't answer some things. But that didn't matter. I was having a good time. So as we finished our meal, I got the happy meal btw. Yeah, I know but it reminds me of my 10th birthday when my mom got me a huge b-day party at Micky D's.

So, back to the story. As we walked out of there, she quickly grabbed my hand. L.A. women are aggressive, I thought. Nothing like Kansas women. But, nonetheless I was on my first official Los Angeles DATE!!!! She asked me where I live and asked if we could go there. I was like, I just met you. I usually don't like to invite people to my place on first dates. Just in case, you know.

Then, she looked kinda impatient. So, she asked me to follow her into the bathroom in the McDonald's. I asked her why. She told me just do it. I agreed. I thought maybe she was scared or something. I don't live in the best areas right now, so I understand. So we went to the bathroom and she quickly tried to undress me. I mean she tried to un-zip my pants and all. I wouldn't let her. I mean, there a thing in my town about being a virgin and all. I'm waiting for the right person and I don't even know who this lady is.

So, when I stopped her, she wanted me to do weird stuff. I said, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT ANY OF THAT IS!" Then she got really mad and slapped me. After that, she asked me for money. I told her that all the money I had I bought us dinner. She got so mad. She stormed out of the bathroom making a scene and yelled out some disturbing things.

What is wrong with ladies in L.A. I don't get. Is it me? Am I not understanding what a girl needs here in Los Angeles. Can anyone help me understand?