When Men Say They Are Going To Call….And Don’t
This weekend, I went out for what I like to call an ego-boosting night. I went to a bar, got pretty drunk, and woke up with 3 phone numbers in my pocket. I don’t recall particularly liking any of them, but hell, I need a date. I also woke up with a 3am text message from one of the lucky bachelors. His text “It was great meeting you. I’d love to take you out for dinner this week. When are you free?”. I responded the next day with “I’m free Tuesday.”…..then nothing.
What about my text reply was so off-putting that he didn’t respond? What changed?
This goes back to the whole issue of men saying they are going to call, and then they don’t. This is something I’ve never fully understood. Why say it? Why did that guy ask me out if he didn’t want to go out? Men are supposed to be the simple sex. They are supposed to say and do exactly what they mean. We’re the ones who go crazy and come up with entrapment plots.
The thing that pisses me off about when men do this is that we don’t care. We don’t give a damn whether or not you call us, but when you say you’re going to, and then don’t, you make yourself a liar, and this causes us to be angry. We trusted what you said, and then you made fools out of us. And you weren’t anything to begin with. We probably didn’t like you at all. Now you’ve dumped us, when we were the ones who were entitled to dump you. We’re out of your league. Not the other way around.
I suppose it’s for the best because I don’t remember which one this was…and it would have been awkward going to meet someone for a date without knowing who I was going to meet.\
Also, does anyone know why the hell I can’t upload photos properly anymore?
Tags: first dates, meeting people
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:09 pm
Strange maybe he didn’t get your text or something….
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:18 pm
I haven’t seen you in a while Marty, welcome back.
I don’t prescribe to the “he didn’t get my text” philosophy. This only results in me texting again and coming off as crazy.
February 2nd, 2010 at 3:16 pm
It’s your fault.
Why would you reply “Tuesday?”.
You should have known today (Tuesday) is Groundhog day and every red blooded male I know enjoys sitting on their couch, eating a pizza and watching an endless loop of Groundhog day on TBS. You might as well have asked him to go out on Superbowl Sunday or something.
Geez girls are stupid.
February 2nd, 2010 at 3:55 pm
Yeah, Groundhog day is a massive celebration. I plan on hitting it hard tonight.
February 2nd, 2010 at 4:06 pm
I’ll be hard, feel free to hit me.
February 12th, 2010 at 8:24 pm
*sigh* I would have called, but I didnt pay my bill, and my phone got cut off. Then my baby’s momma came by and took the car, so I could come by your house. I did try and take the bus, but its hard work to walk from my couch to the bus stop, especially being unemployed and all.
I did draw your face, from memory, spray paint on my boarded up house. Its not that good, because Percy, my “friend” wont give me my pills, and my hand is really shaky.
I will try and steal a cell phone this week, and text you. My bad.
February 13th, 2010 at 9:32 pm
Uhm, I think you need to find Percy and make sure he gives you some pills.