Hello Fellow Followers;
I would like to ask that those following please publicly show yourselves. I am curious as to who you all are :P
Nothing too exciting to report lately, just some more random craziness, as is the life of T.
Here's something:
Now, granted, this was not intentional. One, I had not planned on going on a date (or two or three), but I got talked into it. Two, I had no idea these two men.... (ahem) children... knew each other until one dropped the bomb.
So where did I meet these two lovely pieces of work? A dating site that I have actually cancelled, but was still receiving messages on (no longer... I made sure that sh*t is closed down!). But anyways, as luck would have it, I started getting messages from these two possible prospects awhile back. Now considering I am just trying to put a halt on dating because I am tired and exhausted, I still couldn't help but find these two men still somewhat interesting and mildly attractive. Well, being bored and all I decided to go ahead and continue chatting. We talked off and on for awhile with it being nothing too serious. Eventually, one talked me into a date. We went out, had a very nice time (at this point I was told the connection between these two guys I had been simultaneously talking to... AWK-WARD), but whatever, I agreed to a second date. After the second date Jackass #1 forgot to take his chill pill and let his absolute true colors shine. Those true colors? Downright verbal abuse and some major anger issues. Yup, time to walk away from that one. Remember the guy that was in the same platoon as U.S. Mmmarine? Yeah, this was him. Yes, the one that called me a cunt. But come on, I chalked it up to him just still being really sensitive to that whole situation and he had been nice and sweet after that. He EVEN apologized (so rare for a man... especially one I just met!) Ok, fine, I am a sucker for second chances too. Well, turns out this guy was just an ass in general. Now I know.
So, after some more chatting and discussion, Decent-guy-soon-to-be-Jackass #2 takes me on a date. Great time. I got to meet the family and all (it was his bro's b-day party at a bar... he had to make an appearance.. yada yada yada). His brother and sis-in-law loved me. And I quote from his brother's mouth to me, "I know this may be a little overwhelming, but we already consider you part of the family" and his mom, oh yeah-I had her good, as I recalled being told by DGSTBJ#2 she told him the next day "I don't care what you have to do, but don't let this one go". Yup, awesome. Well anyways, I have this thing. It seems that I date in levels. Level One is Two Weeks. If a guy can make it two weeks with me, it's amazing. I don't hide this fact either. I lay it out there. Maybe I am trying to scare them off? Maybe I am putting up the challenge? Maybe I just don't care enough to play games so I let them know my strategy. I don't know, but this is how I roll. So anyways, DGSTBJ#2 swore up and down that on day 14 I would owe him big because he made it that far. I will be honest, I really thought this guy had P-O-T-E-ntial. I kind of thought he was going to make it too! But as my luck would have it, Jackass #1 hadn't quite gotten over me or the fact that he made me choose between continuing to see him or giving it a go with his roommate. Well, obviously I told his rude ass to take a walk. Well only about... oh... maybe 7 days into knowing each other DGSTBJ#2 turned into Jackass #2. He wouldn't answer a call or a text and once he finally DID pick up the phone he yelled at me and hung up. Really? God. How OLD are you that you can't have a FULL conversation as an adult without hanging up the phone like a pre-pubescent 13 year old?! So I don't hear from Jackass #2 at all. No calls, no texts, no explanations. So finally I give in and ask what the hell the deal is?
His response "I caught you in some pretty big lies". Oh... did you now? Care to share? Well, he does and not by phone mind you. Instead we have to send FACEBOOK messages like a bunch of little high schoolers who can't deal with shit face to face nor will he pick up his freaking phone! So APPARENTLY, Jackass #1 decided to make up some lies and tell Jackass #2 that I got a little frisky after our first and second dates. Puh-lease. He WISHES I had touched him. Nope. Never happened, but do you think Jackass #2 could accuse me to my face or at LEAST by phone? Nope. Coward. I don't know what kind of boys the military is claiming are 'Marines', but these two need to have their asses shipped out again so they can come back with their balls reattached.
Needless to say, both have been pinned up on my 'Sorry, I Don't Date Dickheads' list.
Lesson learned. Dating site=Bar in another form.
Nah, nah, nah, nah life goooooes on.
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