Negative. After she got pissed at me for not asking repeatedly why she was having a bad day (or whatever) I gave no fucks.
This girl is nice enough but nowhere near gf material. Once we were done with it smashing she kept blah, blah, blahing about AIDS or whatever and asked if I like pain pills. I said not really bc of the sides, and she went on to say she's not an addict (flag), but she likes to take them while she's doing day to day shit like cleaning. I was like "oh, that's cool" as I got dressed and left.
She's texted me a number of times today. She isn't supposed to be a loser, dammit. She's an HR exec at the new adobe facility here.
Do sane women even exist?