Ohh boys. You try and claim that you're really not that bad, you don't play games, and it's us girls that are the confusing ones, but then one of you goes and pulls a stunt like this. And you wonder why your gender holds the reputation that it does.
Let me indulge you in the latest tragedy of my pathetic love life.
We're going back a short two days ago to my work shift. There is a ridiculously gorgeous guy at my table - brown eyes, reddish/brown hair, just beautiful. We start talking, and I soon find out he's from Minnesota, of all places. I mildly freak out inside, because guys from the Midwest just seem to be a little less douchey than the ones here (it is true my Midwestern girls - you can find much, much worse), and after we bond over the fact that nothing beats a Christmas in Minnesota and people from home are simply a lot nicer, he asks if I want to meet up with him and some friends in the city the next day, and numbers are exchanged. The only catch - Mr. Minnesota was doing a summer internship on Long Island, and is going back to the Midwest in a week. He mentioned looking for jobs out here once he graduated, but this was basically going to be a no strings attached, one time get together with someone that actually knew where the others' home state was on the map.
Now. Just because I am legitimately going to want feedback, this needs to be detailed: our texting conversation that night, and the next day, verbatim.
Mr. Minnesota: Miss Iowa! How's work going without us?
Me: A lot less fun, what are you guys up to tonight?
Mr. Minnestoa: Just hanging out at our course, it's boring here so we're probably going to bed soon. But I'll keep you updated on tomorrow - it would be cool to see you one last time before I went back home
Me: Yeah, definitely. It sucks you're leaving so soon, but let me know what your plans are for tomorrow
Mr. Minnesota: (By the way, I do know his real name) Will do
(Next day)
Me: Hey, so I'm moving into my new apartment today and I need to pack for my vacation on Monday so I don't think I'm going to have time to go into the city, I'm sorry! But I still want to hang out before you leave, do you work tomorrow?
Mr. Minnesota: Oh, alright. Bummer. (Maybe I should avoid guys that use the word 'bummer'?) When do you work next?
Me: Well I'm actually leaving for Greece on Monday for three weeks, so I have this weekend off
Mr. Minnesota: Oh damn! No, I don't have tomorrow off
Me: What time do you usually get off?
Mr. Minnesota: Probably around 3 or 4
Me: Want to do something after?
Mr. Minnesota: Yeah we could, that would be fun. I'll let you know when I get off tomorrow.
Me: Perfect, sounds good.
And tomorrow? As in today? No call, no text, not even a lame, made up excuse for why he couldn't meet up. Do I not even deserve some sort of courtesy lie anymore? I'm not angry or upset, hell - I'm not even surprised. I'm just confused - yet another douche lord, or am I doing something wrong? Did I sound too desperate? Should I have sounded more desperate? I didn't get in touch with him at all today to see what the hell was up...mistake? It was about the shortest lived love interest I've had to date, with hardly any time for me to fuck things up. Does anyone have the answer for what went on here? I need some honest, male opinion. And just to further support my confusion, the ta-tas were looking ridiculously fabulous when I met him.
What the hell, Mr. Minnesota?
Long Island has enough of a tool population the way it is, they're migrating from the Midwest now, too?
We'll get into my views on relationships and statuses later. I'm too cynical for that chat right now, but for the time being...advice, anyone?
Do any of you ladies have stories similar to Mr. Minnesota? And guys...can you shed any light on the situation? Be brutally honest - I can handle it.
Let me indulge you in the latest tragedy of my pathetic love life.
We're going back a short two days ago to my work shift. There is a ridiculously gorgeous guy at my table - brown eyes, reddish/brown hair, just beautiful. We start talking, and I soon find out he's from Minnesota, of all places. I mildly freak out inside, because guys from the Midwest just seem to be a little less douchey than the ones here (it is true my Midwestern girls - you can find much, much worse), and after we bond over the fact that nothing beats a Christmas in Minnesota and people from home are simply a lot nicer, he asks if I want to meet up with him and some friends in the city the next day, and numbers are exchanged. The only catch - Mr. Minnesota was doing a summer internship on Long Island, and is going back to the Midwest in a week. He mentioned looking for jobs out here once he graduated, but this was basically going to be a no strings attached, one time get together with someone that actually knew where the others' home state was on the map.
Now. Just because I am legitimately going to want feedback, this needs to be detailed: our texting conversation that night, and the next day, verbatim.
Mr. Minnesota: Miss Iowa! How's work going without us?
Me: A lot less fun, what are you guys up to tonight?
Mr. Minnestoa: Just hanging out at our course, it's boring here so we're probably going to bed soon. But I'll keep you updated on tomorrow - it would be cool to see you one last time before I went back home
Me: Yeah, definitely. It sucks you're leaving so soon, but let me know what your plans are for tomorrow
Mr. Minnesota: (By the way, I do know his real name) Will do
(Next day)
Me: Hey, so I'm moving into my new apartment today and I need to pack for my vacation on Monday so I don't think I'm going to have time to go into the city, I'm sorry! But I still want to hang out before you leave, do you work tomorrow?
Mr. Minnesota: Oh, alright. Bummer. (Maybe I should avoid guys that use the word 'bummer'?) When do you work next?
Me: Well I'm actually leaving for Greece on Monday for three weeks, so I have this weekend off
Mr. Minnesota: Oh damn! No, I don't have tomorrow off
Me: What time do you usually get off?
Mr. Minnesota: Probably around 3 or 4
Me: Want to do something after?
Mr. Minnesota: Yeah we could, that would be fun. I'll let you know when I get off tomorrow.
Me: Perfect, sounds good.
And tomorrow? As in today? No call, no text, not even a lame, made up excuse for why he couldn't meet up. Do I not even deserve some sort of courtesy lie anymore? I'm not angry or upset, hell - I'm not even surprised. I'm just confused - yet another douche lord, or am I doing something wrong? Did I sound too desperate? Should I have sounded more desperate? I didn't get in touch with him at all today to see what the hell was up...mistake? It was about the shortest lived love interest I've had to date, with hardly any time for me to fuck things up. Does anyone have the answer for what went on here? I need some honest, male opinion. And just to further support my confusion, the ta-tas were looking ridiculously fabulous when I met him.
What the hell, Mr. Minnesota?
Long Island has enough of a tool population the way it is, they're migrating from the Midwest now, too?
We'll get into my views on relationships and statuses later. I'm too cynical for that chat right now, but for the time being...advice, anyone?
Do any of you ladies have stories similar to Mr. Minnesota? And guys...can you shed any light on the situation? Be brutally honest - I can handle it.
Huge Queerbag lol all I got for ya
ReplyDeletehahaha I can agree with that one Ben
ReplyDeleteLeah, I am definatly not an expert on this area, however, I think you totally read this guy wrong. He was honest with you and told you that he was only here for the summer and would be leaving in 3 weeks. He figured he had a little time to get to know you and possibly get intimate before he left for back home. When you responded the next day that your packing and moving, and the fact you said you didn't want to meet "in the city" maybe he figured that you were too busy. Also, when you told him you were leaving for greece on Monday and you only had the weekend to meet up with him maybe he wasn't just into "getting a piece of ass" and 3 weeks was a little longer to "know" someone than 3 days. Don't loose your hope, I think he has morals, otherwise he would have driven to your place gotten a piece of ass and left. Which would you have? Mr. Minnesota may not be a douche, possibly slightly lame, but a good hearted guy. Horrible timing. You'll find Mr.Right (or as close to right as can be) soon!!!!
ReplyDeleteHave fun in greece!!!
haha, all good points ell! And you honestly shed some new light onto it for me, thank you :) I'm having an amazing time, hope all is well with you! Love ya lady!
ReplyDelete