I've found myself in a difficult spot. My household wants to move to Florida and I'm fighting with gf again. Last night the gf calls me up on her break and asked if I had to work. I said no and then she proceeded to ask about going to a bar with her friend. I don't consider myself a very hateful person, but this friend of hers I despise. When she was living at the dorms and I was trying to get residency to go to school, she met this dude. I'm very perceptive when it comes to people and I did not feel comfortable around him at all. I've met him three times and was alone with him twice. The second time he was working, so I didn't feel quite as on edge. Anyway...
Gf had gone out of the dorm to get pizza she ordered. Then, he started asking my strange questions one of which was, "Are you really a lesbian?". After this question I started getting very uncomfortable and responded with a smartass remark. I was so on edge being alone with him and I was getting hints that he wanted to do something to me regardless if I was gay or not. I told my gf this last night and she shrugged it off and told me that she'd be there to make sure nothing happens.
I kept telling her that I wasn't comfortable around him and she was convinced that I was making excuses not to do something she wanted to do. In the phone call, she told me to drink lots of caffeine so she could go.
When she got home, she woke me up. I was asleep for maybe an hour at 1230 am and started bitching at me. She wanted me to go so I could drive her back and forth because she didn't trust the people she was with. Why in the fuck would someone go out with people they didn't trust? Seriously. I told her she could have called a cab and she could have gone anyway, but no. That was not an option for her.
I didn't want to end up carting her drunk ass or her drunk friends all over the place solely because I can't drink due to allergies. This would have been 2...3am with cops all over the place. It wouldn't have mattered if I was hyped on coffee, I would still be tired as fuck.
I ended up sleeping on the sofa.