So I was lazy today. I felt tired and hungry and went out for a takeaway. I wore whatI wore to the shops. A jacket over a low cut tight top and fancy skirt with spangly jewelery. The Young slim guy darkskinned guy on the counter knocked off the change like a taxi driver did this week and I let this slide. He wanted to know me better so we had a chat. It turns out he was from Afghanistan. I thought he was taking a bit of interest then he asked me for my number. Wow. This was a bit quick. He had an okay body but Afghani guys are hairy and I don’t fancy hairy men so said “Next time”. He wasn’t rich and wasn’t my type plus I barely knw him. He crossed his arms then looked elsewhere before scanning his phone while another guy got my meal. I’m left wondering if he knew I was an e***** or just wanted a hook up or perhaps both. I don’t mix personal with business and don’t sleep around random men so tonight wasn’t going to happen.