I know I’ve been M.I.A. since MDW, but I think I’ve been recooperating since then. Just because I’ve been struggling to become a human again doesn’t mean I have any shortage of material- in fact it’s just the opposite. Too many stories, too little time to write. Anywho, I’m back for good, or until I go on a long weekend bender again.
I brought this one upon myself. Kinda. I was bored in bed one night browsing OKC and came across “Insane Andy.” He was cute and his profile was semi-interesting, so I messaged him. I got a response back almost immediately, which should’ve tipped me off, but it didn’t.
We exchanged messages back and forth, and I eventually gave him the lucky 10. He wanted to meet for drinks, and you should know by now that I never turn down a boozertunity, so I was down. However, I was going away for Memorial Day weekend, and he was going to have to wait until I returned.
While on the road on Friday, he texts me with “Honey, how is your Friday?” First of all, no one should ever call someone they’ve never met “Honey.” Calling me “honey” is right up there with trying to hold my hand on a first date, and right behind “Ma” on the list of pet names I despise. I fucking hate it. That was strike one.
I remind him that I’m going camping and will not have reception until Monday. He says “Oh no, I thought we were going to spend the whole weekend together? ”
I hoped I was reading humor and sarcasm in that message, so I said, “Sorry, this is the 11th annual trip, it’s the best weekend of the year, every year.”
He said, “Ok have fun, but not to much fun without me ”
I can’t deal with a guy using that many smiley faces, so I just stopped responding. After my wild weekend, I returned to cell service and 6 text messages from this man, all in the similar vein of “Hey, are you back yet?” No sir, I am not. And, clearly I wasn’t for the first 5 texts either.
On Tuesday, I responded, “Hey I’m back. Camping was great, but I’m still hurting.”
He said, “Does tomorrow night work for you?”
Me: “I’m not sure I might have a work event.”
Him: “Honey, you are cancelling our plans. No worries, when are you available?”
Me: “I’m not sure if my work event is tomorrow or Thursday, I have to check and let you know.”
Him: “Honey, I understand if you have things to do ”
The next day…
Him: “Hey babe are you free tonight?”
Me: “Sorry my work event is tomorrow night, but my friend just called me and asked if I could try bridesmaids dresses on with her tonight :/”
Him: “You keep cancelling! Are you real? Or do you just like to play games!”
Me: “I’m real and I don’t like games. I’m just busy, and these things keep popping up.”
Him: “Wedding does not pop up! You are shaking my trust! Just letting you know! I understand if you are not interested but just don’t lead me on! That’s not cool!!!” Three exclamations. He was serious.
Me: “Listen, my best friend just called and asked me to meet her after work to try on dresses because she needs to make a decision and can’t get everyone together. Am I supposed to just be like no, sorry? And, I have a going-away party for a coworker tomorrow that I initially thought was supposed to be today. I don’t play games but like relax, you haven’t even met me yet.”
Him: “Ok when are you available??”
Me: “I can probably do next Monday or Tuesday.”
Him: “Fuck that! You are full of shit!”
Me: “Ok, whatever. I’m kinda over this.”
Him: “I don’t believe you!”
Me: “So don’t? What do you want me to tell you- I’m not gunna argue with someone I don’t know over my social life.”
Him: (in a series of 5 texts): “You are not honest! I’m not a big fan of dishonest girls! You keep coming out with excuses! You said we def will meet up on Monday after your annual camping-“
(I def never said this because I don’t even get home until Monday evening and I’m in no condition to move off my couch)
Him (again): “Then, you said Wednesday! And, now next week!!!!!” Five exclamation points this time. He meant business.
Him (still): “You don’t have to know me!!! Do you really respect yourself???” Apparently if you have to break plans, even only once, it’s because you don’t respect yourself. This one took a lot for me to not respond to.
Him (even more): “Words come out of humans mouths not their ass!”
I didn’t respond to any of this ridiculousness. It really wasn’t worth my time. If you’re this psycho now before we’ve even met- can you imagine what he would be like as a boyfriend? I have a faint vision of being smacked around for working late on date night. Jeeeeezus.
So, he thought 2 hours was enough time for me to cool down.
Him (yet again): “Are we cool?”
No response from me. So, maybe almost 24 hours would be enough time.
Him (for the last time, thank god): “Honey ”
What a perfect way to end that scary ass text-ship.
Are there any guys out there who are just plain normal?
I have no morals, therefore I have no moral for this story. Please just fucking stop with the smiley faces. And, don’t call me “Honey,” Asshole.