Pletora of assholes
I’m sure that it’s part of the ‘dating scene’ to meet your fair share of assholes. This week has been my week. After having a strange first encounter with a guy who thought it appropriate to bring his female roommate and roommates daughter to a first meeting with me and then got upset because it was ‘clear that I was very uninterested’. However he did leave out the portion where I was walking around alone because he was constantly talking and making conversation with his roommate and not me about the cars we were looking at (we met at a street car show). That was defiantly all my fault, yes I can see it clearly now. So we stopped speaking as much and after my several attempts to text him or start Instant Message conversations with him (very little response), it came down to being my fault that we didn’t speak. Oh even after I had openly admitted that I didn’t really find him attractive. That was #1.
I had another guy that I constantly exchange text messages with and after what seemed like a nice amount of time, he invited me to his house (an hour away) to hang out for a first time and spend the night. I have a cardinal rule of not going to someone’s house the first time I meet them. Just a good rule of thumb for a woman I think. After telling him I was going out to lunch (not mentioning it was a date) I was attacked because I was telling him that I was dating other people and that was rude if I liked him. I think he liked me a little bit more than I liked him. That was #2.
Aside from the onslaught of retarded younger daters that I have experienced (not even worth mentioning), I had a younger guy approach me (all on a dating website of course) and his opening line was “so and so is very hot”. His name was in the so and so spot. What a great way to come onto someone, works for me EVERY time. (Insert eye roll here). We exchanged a short series of text messages and last night he decided it was time we meet. When he first suggested first Friday tomorrow (tomorrow/today being Thursday not Friday, obviously someone who knows his days of the week and all about planning ahead), then changed his mind and wanted to meet on Sunday. First of all, I am not an open fucking schedule. I do have a life outside of dating and right now it’s about to revolve around football. Because it clearly states on my profile that I love football (Hello, I’m from fucking TEXAS). So yes, he suggests Sunday and I said simply, ‘I have plans on Sunday’. First of all Football is my religion, anyone and everyone who’s met me knows this. I make it a clear first statement. Second of all, I hold standing plans on Sunday to have lunch or dinner with my girlfriend from work (not to be confused with a romantic girlfriend because men are pigs). This is a standing invitation for her because she’s now going to nursing school and I don’t see her during the week. So we catch up on the weekends. Oh yes, back to the asshole #3. After stating I have plans on Sunday I got two lovely texts back. The first being so intelligent a ‘whatev’, and the second even more brilliant, ‘your shit’; wow there are some very well educated people in Arizona! Not to mention well mannered!
Now before you go, oh poor so and so, dating is so hard, or you don’t deserve that. It’s true all of that, except poor so and so. If I wasn’t truly ready to deal with this crap, I wouldn’t. I’d still be sitting up and crying and whatever it was that I was doing before. But I’m not, I’m out there and I’m taking it with a smile. Because these little retards don’t deserve a witty come back or even one second more of my time. I allow them to have the last words so they can ‘feel like a man’. Which none of them obviously are! And also, this is just a small sampling of retarded assholes that I’ve dealt with this week, not the countless others in the past or whatnot. So over all it’s not been real terrible, for every 1 asshole there is like .5 of a real man. LOL
I had another guy that I constantly exchange text messages with and after what seemed like a nice amount of time, he invited me to his house (an hour away) to hang out for a first time and spend the night. I have a cardinal rule of not going to someone’s house the first time I meet them. Just a good rule of thumb for a woman I think. After telling him I was going out to lunch (not mentioning it was a date) I was attacked because I was telling him that I was dating other people and that was rude if I liked him. I think he liked me a little bit more than I liked him. That was #2.
Aside from the onslaught of retarded younger daters that I have experienced (not even worth mentioning), I had a younger guy approach me (all on a dating website of course) and his opening line was “so and so is very hot”. His name was in the so and so spot. What a great way to come onto someone, works for me EVERY time. (Insert eye roll here). We exchanged a short series of text messages and last night he decided it was time we meet. When he first suggested first Friday tomorrow (tomorrow/today being Thursday not Friday, obviously someone who knows his days of the week and all about planning ahead), then changed his mind and wanted to meet on Sunday. First of all, I am not an open fucking schedule. I do have a life outside of dating and right now it’s about to revolve around football. Because it clearly states on my profile that I love football (Hello, I’m from fucking TEXAS). So yes, he suggests Sunday and I said simply, ‘I have plans on Sunday’. First of all Football is my religion, anyone and everyone who’s met me knows this. I make it a clear first statement. Second of all, I hold standing plans on Sunday to have lunch or dinner with my girlfriend from work (not to be confused with a romantic girlfriend because men are pigs). This is a standing invitation for her because she’s now going to nursing school and I don’t see her during the week. So we catch up on the weekends. Oh yes, back to the asshole #3. After stating I have plans on Sunday I got two lovely texts back. The first being so intelligent a ‘whatev’, and the second even more brilliant, ‘your shit’; wow there are some very well educated people in Arizona! Not to mention well mannered!
Now before you go, oh poor so and so, dating is so hard, or you don’t deserve that. It’s true all of that, except poor so and so. If I wasn’t truly ready to deal with this crap, I wouldn’t. I’d still be sitting up and crying and whatever it was that I was doing before. But I’m not, I’m out there and I’m taking it with a smile. Because these little retards don’t deserve a witty come back or even one second more of my time. I allow them to have the last words so they can ‘feel like a man’. Which none of them obviously are! And also, this is just a small sampling of retarded assholes that I’ve dealt with this week, not the countless others in the past or whatnot. So over all it’s not been real terrible, for every 1 asshole there is like .5 of a real man. LOL