Dumpster GIrl

So a few nights, I was hanging out with some friends (Crazy Mexican, Sexy German, Greek God, and some of the MilfTown Crew). We went to go get dinner at TGIFridays. I was talking to Crazy Mexican, and we overheard Sexy German telling a somewhat new member of the group what everyone's nicknames were. I mentioned to Mexican that there weren't really any nicknames for me from Sexy German, and she said that him and Greek God could be mean about me sometimes. Apparently, they referred to me once before as....."dumpster girl".

Ok. I had sex up against a dumpster. Probably not the most sanitary thing I've ever done. But...dumpster girl? Really? It sounds so...trashy. Gross. Disgusting. Big surprise I was crying in the car when Sexy German was driving me home later. I didn't tell him what was wrong either, but he was able to pick up on the fact that he had screwed up somehow. When we got to my house, he said he was sorry and forced a hug on me. As a result...I ended up SOBBING in his arms.

Ya, ok maybe not the best response. Being called names doesn't bother me, right? Well, every so often, a name comes along that hurts more than the rest. This one did. It really did make me feel like a piece of trash. I'm fine now...but it's shit like this that makes it hard to love sex