I realize that my blog has become offensive to some people. However, this won’t stop me from writing my life experiences and sharing them for your sick pleasure. J It’s sort of like a television, if you don’t like the channel, don’t watch it.
That being said, I literally feel like the little whiskey leprechaun sucked all my energy out of me today, so this post might scatter-brained. I probably shouldn’t have popped two Adderall, drank basically a gallon of green beer and stayed up to 3am botching Notorious BIG songs at a karaoke bar. Biggie would be ashamed.
What I have found shameful lately – the ol’ switch-a-roo. I’m talking about the guys that I’ve gone on AMAZING first dates with, but then they never call again. This has only happened to me a handful of times, because I feel like I’m a good judge of character. I can usually tell when a guy’s not into me on a date. But, there’s really only two times when this truly wasn’t the case and to this day, I have NO idea what happened. They mastered the switch-a-roo. Bastards.
One was this guy named “Bob” (I’m running out of fake names & I’m tempted to just use their real names, but I don’t want to get sued – I’m too broke to afford court fees). Bob and I went out on a date oh, I’d say about two summers ago. It was a hot, July day and we met up at this local shithole bar. Exactly my scene. We hit it off so well, it was creepy. Like, we liked the same things, we had the same sick sense of humor and came from a similar kind of family structure. But two days after our date, I had to leave for a week-long work trip. Over the week, our conversation sort of faded out, but we had made plans when I got back. The day that I got back, I texted him to confirm plans, and he never texted me back. Like – what? So, I was super bummed out, but I just had to keep doing the damn thang, and kept living my life. Until we ran into each other at a bar on Valentine’s Day 2013. Where, the only thing he said to me was “you’re just too young for me and we’re in different places in life”. Mind you, I was 24 and he was only like 29. And buddy, get off your high horse, you’re at the bar, a lonely troll just like me, on Valentine’s day. Doesn’t look like you’re in a different place in life – we’re literally at the same place at the same time in life. Anyway- we ended up making out all night, but I was good & went home alone. We kept in touch, but again, I had to leave to go out of town two days later! I guess I just couldn’t keep his interest, and the only reasoning I have for it is that I was too young for him? Come to find out, now he’s dating someone my age. I mean, dude, don’t use some bullshit excuse with me. Just be real.
Another time this happened to me was actually pretty recently and really this was my last date that I’ve had. We met at a bar to watch one of his friends play in a show. We sat down & talked to get know each other a little before the show which was nice. We hit it off really well. Conversation flowed beautifully like a shot of whiskey down my gullet. And he was actually better looking than he was on his profile, which is like, UNHEARD of. So, I was basically in heaven. He leaned in for a kiss & I took the bait. We met up with his friends after the show and they were buying us shots, we bought them shots – it was a really awesome time. Again, I was good & I left in a cab to go home. He texted me about making plans that next week Thursday & I was game! I couldn’t wait to see this bearded man again. Tuesday comes along and passes… Wednesday…. No text. So, I texted him Thursday to confirm plans and what does he write back? “Yeah, I’m just really busy right now & I don’t see this going anywhere, so I don’t think it’s going to work”. WHAT THE FUCK? Pump the breaks, dude! Like – I’m not psycho by any means. I have better shit to do than creep outside your apartment or make dolls out of your hair (If I’m still single at 40, we’ll see where I’m at with this), so don’t act like we didn’t have a great night! I really wanted to text him back & ask him what the fuck really happened, but honestly, it’s just not worth my time.
Nowadays in the dating world, people & their feelings are expendable. I guess you just never realize it until you’ve been disregarded by someone you thought you had a connection with. It’s truly a shame because you never know what you could be passing up just because you’re too lazy to date right now. Guys, I don’t ever advise pull the bipolar switch-a-roo on a girl – just be honest. Even if you sound like a dick, at least I’ll know what the real deal is.