Sweet bro

Yesterday I was caught completely off guard. There i was at institute talking to my friend Mike (who is very nice and polite) and some new guy was standing right next to him. I should have saw it- over tanned, bronzed body, Duke shirt with matching Duke baller shorts, over gelled blond hair it all adds up to sweet bro; but I haven't come in connect with a sweet bro in Seattle ever (one good thing about Seattle no sweet bros). Anywho, he was quickly outed through our conversation.

Mike: "oh maybe Megan knows"

Me: "knows what?"

Sweet bro: "I'm gunna take Cathy on a date" (said in a very full of himself, sexist way, as he flexes)

Me: "Who?" (here's where I began to realize this dude is a sweet bro)

Mike: "that girl that was sitting behind you."

Me: "oh Catherine, Yeah she has a boyfriend. "

Sweet bro: "That doesn't matter." (yup... totally sweet bro)

Mike "oh who is she dating?" (Mike says with honest interest)

Me: "Hans, Hans Johnson. You know- tall, really good looking-"

Sweet bro: "I'll take care of that" (he says as he punches his first into his hand) (my thoughts at this point: really? I mean really?)

Mike: "I don't know him"

Me: "you know, best friends with Imri- Hans. Has great fashion... here I have a picture."

I show Mike the picture on my cell phone and of course the sweet bro has to stick his head in there.

Mike: "oh yeah, Hans. how long have they been dating?"

Sweet bro: "no competition. I'll take care of that guy."

At that point i just walk away with a complete look of disgust on my face. I quickly texted Hans after to tell him how bad I hated that guy. As I walked out to my car the sweet bro was getting into his vehicle. and what does he drive? A supped up huge pickup truck, of course.

I hated him so much.