Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Oops, I Did It Again... Plus, Vote in November, Please!!

I know I said I wasn't going to be posting about my love life (or lack thereof) for a while, but I simply have to do it!  Well, not even my "love life", per se, but rather about yet another really stupid incident that occurred with a complete d-bag.  And I really was trying to be nice and non-judgmental with this one, swearsies!!!  

One day, I decided to put my foolish judgments aside and meet a 42-YEAR-OLD MAN for drinks.  Why would I do such a thing, you ask?  Well, probably because of this and the fact that all the men I've gone out with have actually been 12-year-old boys in disguise.  I thought at the very least, going out with a middle-aged grandpa would limit the amount of annoyance I had to put up with for the night... But I was wrong.


Long story short, the "date" ended up to be a total disaster when he arrived 15 minutes late, and was completely and utterly inebriated.  Keep in mind, it was around 9:00pm, and this man was so obliterated he could hardly stand up straight.  He spent the evening cozying up to me at the bar, whispering in my ear like a creeper, and slurring some crazy words that I couldn't quite put together.  I do know that he called me "lippy" at one point in the evening, but I couldn't help it!  The sarcasm just came spilling out of my mouth, like an uncontrollable force!!


This man is a bonafide narcissist and is one of the most emotionally unintelligent men I have ever had the misfortune of interacting with.  He's one of those guys who thinks that every woman is looking at him, every woman wants him, and all he has to do is wink at you and you are under his thrall.  UGH.  This lovely quality reared its ugly head after said "date", when I ran into his friend at a coffee shop.  This friend  informed me that the Geezer (as I am now lovingly calling him) told him he "just wasn't that into me", and that I, in fact, was the one who was whispering sweet nothings in HIS ear, though he was CLEARLY uninterested. 


Um, sure.  I think I just saw a pig fly.


I chuckled over this at the time, and promptly erased his number from my phone (which, admittedly, I should never have added in the first place).  Then, last Sunday, I got the following text message from an unknown number:


Huh??!

Since I had just erased a bunch of numbers from my phone, I knew this was someone I didn't want to talk to, but I had to know who it was.  So I politely told this person I "lost" their number and it was revealed that it was the Geezer.  Ugh.  So I sent a polite response about being "very well, thanks" blah blah blah.  I then left my phone for about a half hour while I worked on my Halloween costume (which, by the way, is TOTALLY CUTE and I am so excited to share it with you guys!!!).  The following is the barrage of text messages I came back to:


Ugh.
Well then why are you still texting me?


Thank you for clarifying that.


What the hell?!
 This next one is not a mistake, I think he must have rethought the previous text and decided to send this one instead, just in case I didn't get it the first time:


Shut the hell up!!


Once again, thank you for clarifying YET AGAIN that you are a "friend".
Note his spelling of "You're".  Copied letter for letter.  Swearsies.


My phone subsequently blew up from text attack.
Not really, but it could have. 


I responded with, "Seeing me depends on the context.  Coffee?  Sure.  Drinks?  Hell no!", because I thought that coffee would be harmless (that's how we became friends, after all..)  Stupidly, I make a coffee date with him yesterday at 1:00.  I was SOOOOOO close to canceling yesterday morning because I just didn't want to put up with the annoyance of it all, but I thought that would be rude.  So I didn't.


And what do I get at 12:46?  


Snap!



Stupid Bianca!  You did it again!!!   The positives:  Thank God I didn't have to see him again.  The negative:  The narcissistic asshole is probably patting himself on the back that he got me to agree to see him again.  SIGH.  Why do I do this to myself?  It's that nasty masochism thing again.


Moral of the story:  Being judgmental is a good thing, because it helps me avoid text message charges and creepy old men.  Also, don't ever give a narcissist the benefit of the doubt.  


I should totally make that into a bumper sticker.  Zing!

On a different note, I am totally excited for the election in November, and I'll be even MORE excited if I can get some of you to vote who wouldn't otherwise do it... And PLEASE, vote Democratic!!  Not to be pushy or anything, I mean, we are in America and you can vote for whoever you want... Ahem.  But here's a really funny video just in case you were wavering:










Huzzah!!  If you're a Republican, please don't hate me!!  :)


Editor's Note:  The formatting in Blogger makes me want to stab myself in the eye.  So I'm sorry if this post looks ridiculous, I don't know what the hell happened!

8 comments:

FALEN AKA THUNDERCAT832 said...

Omg! I'm pissed for you!!! If you want revenge, call up a free PHONE CHAT HOT LINE, chat it up with a healthy amount of perverts, and give them HIS number...since he thinks everyone is after him...make it happen ;)

Bi said...

Hahahahaha, thanks Falen, that's a GREAT idea!!! I'm going to make sure that there's at least one transvestite involved, 'cuz that would be all sorts of funny!!

Dani said...

I have a problem being too nice to creepy old men too...it almost sounds like it could be the same creepy old man- lol!

Just say NO!

theTsaritsa said...

I can't to vote, either! And yes, I will surely be voting Democratic because I'm not insane or fabulously wealthy.

theTsaritsa said...

That should have said "I can't wait to vote, either!"

Also, don't worry about the creeper. Delete his number for good and never pick up calls from private numbers.

Sarah said...

Ugh, I hate men like this. I actually once had a married man ask me out and get pissed off at me for saying no...because I was being judgmental. Swear to god. Oh and did I mention that in addition to the wife he also had a pregnant girlfriend? Yeah. Damn my judgment. :)

Anonymous said...

I want to punch people that don't correctly use you're and your! Grrrr!

Roxanne and Lorraine said...

It's stories like these that make me proud to be mean. "How about coffe.." NO. End.

:)

I think voting Democratic across the board is a little silly. Instead encourage people to inform themselves about candidates and policies.

(Hahah, I don't really care about politics too much. But that sounded smart, right?)

Lor