[A picture of Pepe the frog frowning while holding a gun to its head]
I hit another level this weekend /r9k/
>be me
>like this coworker
>finally get the courage to talk to her
>holy shit things are going well
> invites me to hangout on friday
> says her friends are burning books that go against Christianity
>seriously wtf
>whatever she’s hot
>gets the address
>it’s friday
>don't understand if I’m supposed to bring my own books
>buy $300 worth of anti-christian books
>put them in two big trash bags
>head over to book burning
>See coworker
>say hi
>"what are in the bags anon..?"
>"I...I brought books for the burning."
>"Anon I was joking about the book burning"
>it’s a normal fucking party
>don't know what to do
>pretend to get a call
>walk away and leave books
> start running home leaving my car
I snuck back on Saturday and got my car, but I think I have to fucking quit work now. Theres no way I can see her again.
What should I do? I have a shift on Wednesday.
These are people at a party. People do wild things at a party all the time. Under normal circumstances, sure, I would say you're right. But at a party, anything goes. Honestly, Anon found himself in the best of positions and screwed it up. It was perhaps the only circumstance where someone could say, "let's do some stupid shit that makes zero sense and goes completely against our beliefs and values," and other people would just say, "lol sure why not"