i met a guy.... we hit it off of course liquid courage was involved... no we didnt sleep together thank god..... we exchanged numbers and within the course of a few days i thought of him now and then.... he called a few days later we spoke on the phone about 7 or 8 times and i could tell just by talking to him onthe phone he was "iffy"... but i thought ah what the hell go on a date with him to see maybe itll be better in person etc.... one hour into the date i KNEW i did not want to date this guy..... BUT he was far more interested than i was.... we exzchanged a kiss on the cheek later and went our seperate ways but he called and he called and i was such a chicken poop to tell him i wasnt interested.... and im sorry but not even as a friend cuz i mean the guy was equivelant to fish food and pushy as hell.... but i still talke dto him until i ran into him a few weeks later at the same bar but with a guy i actually did start dating and i STILL couldnt tell him until i had at least three shots of tequila and i let him down as gently as i could.... i tried to remain as friends but he kept calling and was being very persistent to the poiunt where i was like OK DOOD STOP CALLING..... so a few months go by.... it turns out the guy was married but seperated at the time we met.... however he told his wife we had dated for a few weeks and she came into my work and literally started to ask me questions about him and myself.... i was completely lost with the qhole scenario until it finally hit me.... she told me what he had said.... i was never more pissed off than that moment.... i told her exactly what our "dates" consisted of.... and the woman did not believe me..... what could i do but laugh....
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