Clean my room with me while I tell you about how I caught a married man at the golf course. Literally insane. So I post car vlogs all the time and I work as a bev cart girl. But I always tell these stories to my friends and I'm like, I don't know why I don't post them because they're so intriguing and I would want to hear it if I were you. So I was working a really big outing which normally there's random people that come to outings and it's always fun time because everyone's there to drink, which is good for me, of course. So at first it's all innocent. Every guy flirts on the golf course. That's like a kind of known thing. I was giving them a ton of drinks. I saw them the second time after they were talking to me and they started taking shots. But this one guy in specific was talking to me for a while and also gave me a really big tip. Mind you, I knew who was older, but a little hint now looking back, they have their glove on their left hand. So I wouldn't have been able to see it, but I wouldn't have thought anything of it because he kept asking me if I was single and just like random questions. I was like, yeah, single, whatever. So the outing ended and I didn't see them again after that last time. Mind you, most days on outings, I really don't care because I know I'm never going to see these people again. So I was in the clubhouse getting all my stuff, getting ready to leave, waiting at the counter in front of all these guys. Mind you, he was with all of his friends and at one point I saw him walking around the clubhouse hugging and dabbing up a ton of guys. So he was known here. As I'm walking out, he goes to ask for my number and my friend comes around the corner and is like, whoa, whoa, are you single? And I said, yes, I'm single. So I'm like, okay, I guess you can have my number. I give him my number. Mind you, a week before this, I had a hey girl text which absolutely made me gut wrench because I've received so many of them in my past. Little did I fucking know. And you think like any normal guy, they'd be like, oh shit, not gonna fuck with this girl. But at this rate, I only knew his first name, so I didn't really think anything of it. But after this, like three days later, consistently texting me, asking me to hang out, sending pictures of his dog, all this other bullshit. This is when it gets good. On Snapchat, it says when you have someone's number, whatever, it gives me his last name. I look him up on Instagram, find it. It's private, but at this rate, I really did not care. So I'm on the phone with my hairstylist, who I do her social media, and we're just talking shit, talking about boys. This is your reminder to watch who you talk about when you're getting your hair done. Little did I know, I am the biggest stalker. But I didn't check Facebook. I pulled up his name automatically, wedding pictures, tied the knot online. Everyone was posting about his wedding on Facebook all the pictures came up. I was like, am I stupid or am I fucking stupid? So now you're like, Gabby, did you text the life? Like you just texted a girlfriend. So in my head, I'm like, this bitch knows who she fucking married. She knows who the fuck she married. So I'm on the phone with my hairstylist and she's like, no, I'm gonna take care of this. So she has her husband text him and he's like, blah blah blah, no details. And we need to talk about your girlfriend. She knew exactly what she was talking about. And I have never talked to him since. So crazy beyond story and if you guys want more, I definitely have more. Let me know if you think I did the right thing. I think I did, but at the same time, people might have other opinions.
