I am not overly optimistic about my date today, you guys.
So. Backstory:
T and I met via Tinder. He had juuuuust begun to exhaust my goodwill with his, "So...do you date guys on Tinder?" (why The FUCK would I be on Tinder if I didn't want to date anyone on it?!) and "What would I have to do to get you to show me around Hayward sometime?" (my reply: "Simply asking is a really good start") I-don't-want-to-do-the-asking-so-I'm-just-going-hint-really-heavily-and-hope-you-do-all-the-work passive-aggressive bullshiz that some (most) guys do. But, finally, he came out with it and asked if I would be his tour guide if he came to Hayward on Sunday (two Sundays ago).
To be fair, I wasn't super excited about the date , and I thought a couple times about bailing, but then I figured that I had already spent so much time chatting with him over Tinder and text that I at least owed it to myself to meet him in person, yeah? Sunday rolled around, and I didn't get any texts or phone calls from him about what time he'd be rolling into Hayward, etc....which was okay with me, actually. I was already having a lovely Sunday hanging out with my friend Jen, and we had plans to go to see the Michael D Band at Trails End later that evening, so honestly, it was kind of a relief that I didn't have to tell him, oh hey, I already made plans, bummer that you didn't get a hold of me earlier, guess it won't work out this week.
But THEN, he texts me on Thursday (my friend Ben: "That soon?!") to apologize for bailing on our date. I agreed that it was kind of a dick move, but told him that, to be fair, I wasn't exactly waiting by the phone for him to call or show up that day. But then he goes on to tell me that he bailed because he had another date. WTF?! Why THE FUCK would you keep bringing that up? Why even MENTION it?! You're just adding insult to injury, and it's not fucking necessary...just say you had other plans. Say that you were obligated to stay in town. Say that you just didn't feel like it. DON'T fucking tell a girl that you stood her up because you had a date with someone else.
So I kind of gave it to him, and then I had to remind myself that I hadn't really wanted to go on a date with him in the first place so I let up a bit, and then he texted me some random stuff about Cat Stevens and Peace Train, and then somehow we're back to this:
I'm gonna do this, you guys. You wanna know why? Because I've already wasted this much time and energy talking to him, and while in any other circumstance I would happily tell a guy like this to go fuck himself, I want to see, with thine own eyes, what a guy like this looks and acts like.
And also, it's been a really slow summer and I need to have some type of male-related dramz in my life, so I guess if it's going to come from anyone, it's going to come from Mr. Peace Train here.
T and I met via Tinder. He had juuuuust begun to exhaust my goodwill with his, "So...do you date guys on Tinder?" (why The FUCK would I be on Tinder if I didn't want to date anyone on it?!) and "What would I have to do to get you to show me around Hayward sometime?" (my reply: "Simply asking is a really good start") I-don't-want-to-do-the-asking-so-I'm-just-going-hint-really-heavily-and-hope-you-do-all-the-work passive-aggressive bullshiz that some (most) guys do. But, finally, he came out with it and asked if I would be his tour guide if he came to Hayward on Sunday (two Sundays ago).
To be fair, I wasn't super excited about the date , and I thought a couple times about bailing, but then I figured that I had already spent so much time chatting with him over Tinder and text that I at least owed it to myself to meet him in person, yeah? Sunday rolled around, and I didn't get any texts or phone calls from him about what time he'd be rolling into Hayward, etc....which was okay with me, actually. I was already having a lovely Sunday hanging out with my friend Jen, and we had plans to go to see the Michael D Band at Trails End later that evening, so honestly, it was kind of a relief that I didn't have to tell him, oh hey, I already made plans, bummer that you didn't get a hold of me earlier, guess it won't work out this week.
But THEN, he texts me on Thursday (my friend Ben: "That soon?!") to apologize for bailing on our date. I agreed that it was kind of a dick move, but told him that, to be fair, I wasn't exactly waiting by the phone for him to call or show up that day. But then he goes on to tell me that he bailed because he had another date. WTF?! Why THE FUCK would you keep bringing that up? Why even MENTION it?! You're just adding insult to injury, and it's not fucking necessary...just say you had other plans. Say that you were obligated to stay in town. Say that you just didn't feel like it. DON'T fucking tell a girl that you stood her up because you had a date with someone else.
So I kind of gave it to him, and then I had to remind myself that I hadn't really wanted to go on a date with him in the first place so I let up a bit, and then he texted me some random stuff about Cat Stevens and Peace Train, and then somehow we're back to this:
I'm gonna do this, you guys. You wanna know why? Because I've already wasted this much time and energy talking to him, and while in any other circumstance I would happily tell a guy like this to go fuck himself, I want to see, with thine own eyes, what a guy like this looks and acts like.
And also, it's been a really slow summer and I need to have some type of male-related dramz in my life, so I guess if it's going to come from anyone, it's going to come from Mr. Peace Train here.
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