Another glorious weekend in the life of a single guy.
Alright, dear readers, pull up a chair. It's story time with Trev again.....
So - I meet a really lovely woman. She's funny, attractive, outgoing... overall, seems very cool. We got together last night for slurpees and a stroll around Assiniboine Park. We spent two hours just talking. It was nice.
We had planned on heading out to the corn maze (www.cornmaze.ca, if you're interested), but it got rained out. Friends of mine were in from Brandon with free tix to the Bombers game, so we thought that'd make for a fun time. Let's review how it went, shall we?
Supper. Nothing special here. Some quick grub to fill us up, at the restaurant of her choosing. We get her a Strawberry Shortcake umbrella, then wander over to the stadium.
1st quarter. All seems to be going well. She's learning to play the horn (you know- those blue horns you see at the games.). She's noticed her friends (who are regulars at the games) directly across from us. They had invited her, but she declined to go with me.
2nd quarter: She wanders away "to get some sunflower seeds and a drink". 15 minutes later, I notice the easily identified Strawberry Shortcake umbrella on teh other side of the field.
Half-time: She finally gets back. It's her friends birthday, and she took him a beer. (Hey - it's his birthday. I can't fault her for that). Then they wouldn't let her leave.
3rd Quarter. See 1st Quarter.
4th Quarter: She decides to rn her friend some more beer, but *promises* to be right back.
And that's the last I saw of her.
Waited by our seats until the stadium pretty much emptied. Waited by the gate until the place was damn near empty. Finally took the hint and went to my car. Grabbed a drink with the friends from Brandon, and came home.
Yep, this wild and crazy single life just keeps getting better and better......
I mean, I don't think I'm a complete asshole who would drive someone away. I'd like to think I'm a decent guy who's relatively decent company. Things like this, though..... I wouldn't have even minded so much if she had let me know it was her friends birthday and called the night off. Or let me know she wanted to go out with them later. Fine. She hardly knows me, her friend is... her friend.
But fuck - I really hate just being ditched.
So, yeah. My weekend started at 3:30pm Thursday, and by 11pm has pretty much been shit all over. I'm gonna go be a miserable prick somewhere......
So - I meet a really lovely woman. She's funny, attractive, outgoing... overall, seems very cool. We got together last night for slurpees and a stroll around Assiniboine Park. We spent two hours just talking. It was nice.
We had planned on heading out to the corn maze (www.cornmaze.ca, if you're interested), but it got rained out. Friends of mine were in from Brandon with free tix to the Bombers game, so we thought that'd make for a fun time. Let's review how it went, shall we?
Supper. Nothing special here. Some quick grub to fill us up, at the restaurant of her choosing. We get her a Strawberry Shortcake umbrella, then wander over to the stadium.
1st quarter. All seems to be going well. She's learning to play the horn (you know- those blue horns you see at the games.). She's noticed her friends (who are regulars at the games) directly across from us. They had invited her, but she declined to go with me.
2nd quarter: She wanders away "to get some sunflower seeds and a drink". 15 minutes later, I notice the easily identified Strawberry Shortcake umbrella on teh other side of the field.
Half-time: She finally gets back. It's her friends birthday, and she took him a beer. (Hey - it's his birthday. I can't fault her for that). Then they wouldn't let her leave.
3rd Quarter. See 1st Quarter.
4th Quarter: She decides to rn her friend some more beer, but *promises* to be right back.
And that's the last I saw of her.
Waited by our seats until the stadium pretty much emptied. Waited by the gate until the place was damn near empty. Finally took the hint and went to my car. Grabbed a drink with the friends from Brandon, and came home.
Yep, this wild and crazy single life just keeps getting better and better......
I mean, I don't think I'm a complete asshole who would drive someone away. I'd like to think I'm a decent guy who's relatively decent company. Things like this, though..... I wouldn't have even minded so much if she had let me know it was her friends birthday and called the night off. Or let me know she wanted to go out with them later. Fine. She hardly knows me, her friend is... her friend.
But fuck - I really hate just being ditched.
So, yeah. My weekend started at 3:30pm Thursday, and by 11pm has pretty much been shit all over. I'm gonna go be a miserable prick somewhere......