Valentine’s Day got me thinking about ghosts from my relationships past – and by “relationships” I mean guys I’ve given my number and/or emailed.
I decided I have some things to ask these guys who’ve disappeared – some things to ask and some things to say. I have a feeling I’m not alone.
Time for a blog social experiment. We ask the questions we’ve been dying to ask and say the things we’d love to say to all the guys and girls who’ve done us wrong. I’ll post mine below. You post yours in comments. We’ll compare notes, laugh heartily, and realize it’s all the game. Not quite sure where we’ll go from there, but I’ll get back to you.
Names have been switched from one scenario to the next to protect me:
Chris: Why you would invite a girl out with you, confirm via text that you’re excited she wants to come, tell her you’ll text her details later, and then drop off the face of the earth. This is strange. Please explain.
Dan: It was nice when, after two months, you emailed to say sorry things had gotten crazy but you’d still really love to get that drink. It was fucked-up when after I responded, “sounds great – what night might work for you?” you never wrote back. Who raised you?
Steven: When I said I’d lost my phone so you should just look around for me, I was kidding. Are you familiar with sarcasm? P.S. I found it — in your living room.
Jim: Why, if you thought I was too young for you to go out with, did you give me your card, tell me to please call you because you’re dying to take me to Devin Tavern, and prevent me from talking to any guys who are actually my age? Seems you’re still too young to know right from mean.
That felt good. Yes, it reads like that bitter single girl I lectured in yesterday’s post, but it felt really good.
Have at it.
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Nick: Here’s a tip for picking up girls at a bar that you won’t find in that holy Bible of a pick up book “The Game” which, for reasons that are still unclear to me, you boys seem to hold in high esteem. When a girl makes eye contact with you multiple times, she’s into you. When she repositions herself in the group of friends to the spot in the circle closest to you, she wants you to come over and talk to her. Most importantly (now pay attention, this is a tough one) when you finally grow a set and come up to her, ask her where she’s headed after that, and she responds “not sure”, do NOT follow up with “alright, well maybe I’ll see you around”. Close the deal, dude! Phone number. Suggestion of another bar. Anything! Idiot.
That felt good. Thanks Jessie!
Sorry about that — I dropped my phone in the toilet and lost your number. My bad!
How’s next Friday?