Only one day off this week. Bleh. 
Eh, its not a big deal. Im already working on the weekends. Whats a Wednesday going to do to me?
Spoiler'ed just to see if I can:
Eh, its not a big deal. Im already working on the weekends. Whats a Wednesday going to do to me?
Spoiler'ed just to see if I can:
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
I went out with this girl a few times. (Ill call her AM.) I really liked her. She likes obscure anime and loves Invader Zim and Futurama.
Then this happens. (This may be long, but it was a long night and I have to vent.) I invite her over for dinner so I can show off my budding culinary skills. No pressure kind of thing. This was to be a Sunday night, and while we didnt have an exact time or anything mapped out, she texted me on Saturday just to say hi. All in all, I thought that was a pretty clear were on sign.
Sunday night, I give her a call around 4 to set things up. Nothing. 5. Nothing. 6. Nothing. Finally after nine oclock, I give it up. I go jogging for an hour, and when I get back I see AM texted me (her favorite form of communication). She says things were rough, and apologizes. Its after ten by now, so I send her a message saying It its not too late, call me. I had to work the next day, and I was pretty tired. When she didnt call back, I went to bed.
A few minutes before midnight she calls. AMs at a bar, and the next words Im hoping to hear are, Why dont you join me? What she says instead is, Ill call you right back! click I went right back to sleep, not expecting her to call back. But I was wrong.
At 3 in the morning, the phone rings. I figure the worse case scenario is I need a ride home, and the best case scenario is I need a booty call. Honestly, anything in between is fine with me. AM says, Im soooo drunk. I need a ride home.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Before I can even think to say take a taxi she slurs, OMG, its after three! Ill just drive. Now I have no choice. I figure out where she is (this itself being a small feat) and I head out to pick her up. AM ends up wandering out in the street waiting for me.
I know what someone reading this may be thinking. But Pomfelo, this might still be a booty call! Guess where she wants me to drop her off? Her brothers apartment! (Thats the furthest thing from my mind anyways; shes way too drunk for me to do something like that.)
So I drop her off. Seeing as how I have to be up in a few hours, Im ready to take off. But now, AM and her incredibly nice brother want me to play X-Box with them. That actually would have been cool if we ended up doing that after a night of carousing, but at this point, it is just irritating. Once AM takes a cigarette break, Im headed for the door. At which point her brother asks, Can you drive me by to pick up her car?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Which is how I ended up at four in the morning driving around parking lots searching for a girl who stood me ups car, with her family.
You want to know what the best part is? That wasnt this Sunday. This occurred the Sunday before. Since that time, AM hasnt called me. No call, no message, nothing. She stands me up, leaves me hanging, uses me for a taxi service, and she doesnt even call to say she thank you or Im sorry.
Why cant I ever like women whoaw to hell with it. I ought to join the Dating Sucks group. Gnight.
Then this happens. (This may be long, but it was a long night and I have to vent.) I invite her over for dinner so I can show off my budding culinary skills. No pressure kind of thing. This was to be a Sunday night, and while we didnt have an exact time or anything mapped out, she texted me on Saturday just to say hi. All in all, I thought that was a pretty clear were on sign.
Sunday night, I give her a call around 4 to set things up. Nothing. 5. Nothing. 6. Nothing. Finally after nine oclock, I give it up. I go jogging for an hour, and when I get back I see AM texted me (her favorite form of communication). She says things were rough, and apologizes. Its after ten by now, so I send her a message saying It its not too late, call me. I had to work the next day, and I was pretty tired. When she didnt call back, I went to bed.
A few minutes before midnight she calls. AMs at a bar, and the next words Im hoping to hear are, Why dont you join me? What she says instead is, Ill call you right back! click I went right back to sleep, not expecting her to call back. But I was wrong.
At 3 in the morning, the phone rings. I figure the worse case scenario is I need a ride home, and the best case scenario is I need a booty call. Honestly, anything in between is fine with me. AM says, Im soooo drunk. I need a ride home.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Before I can even think to say take a taxi she slurs, OMG, its after three! Ill just drive. Now I have no choice. I figure out where she is (this itself being a small feat) and I head out to pick her up. AM ends up wandering out in the street waiting for me.
I know what someone reading this may be thinking. But Pomfelo, this might still be a booty call! Guess where she wants me to drop her off? Her brothers apartment! (Thats the furthest thing from my mind anyways; shes way too drunk for me to do something like that.)
So I drop her off. Seeing as how I have to be up in a few hours, Im ready to take off. But now, AM and her incredibly nice brother want me to play X-Box with them. That actually would have been cool if we ended up doing that after a night of carousing, but at this point, it is just irritating. Once AM takes a cigarette break, Im headed for the door. At which point her brother asks, Can you drive me by to pick up her car?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Which is how I ended up at four in the morning driving around parking lots searching for a girl who stood me ups car, with her family.
You want to know what the best part is? That wasnt this Sunday. This occurred the Sunday before. Since that time, AM hasnt called me. No call, no message, nothing. She stands me up, leaves me hanging, uses me for a taxi service, and she doesnt even call to say she thank you or Im sorry.
Why cant I ever like women whoaw to hell with it. I ought to join the Dating Sucks group. Gnight.
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