Re: This Last Wkend.
Yeah.
So I admit it. I'm not a consummate ladies man.
I'm not slick, I'm barely witty (if you can consider a slight smart ass comment now and then and some playful banter as witty).
But I'm decent looking. I carry a pretty good conversation and I tell a good story, I'm fairly interesting, and I drink and dance and karaoke with the best of them (Not saying I'm the best, but I try. Hahaha.)
So it throws me for a loop when I'm in a social situation where someone needs my "help". It turns out that the meet that my client friend set up was to "save" her friend from her friend's assholish boyfriend. LOL. Yeah, one of THOSE deals.
I could have dealt with it better if the friend I was supposed to meet didn't seem so needing to get out of the bad relationship. I mean, if she knew she wanted out, but didn't seem all desperate clingy all damsel in distress, then I'd be more open to trying to "help". But as it were, I was just the male shoulder to weep on as the drinking went out.
Okay, I better re-wind. The evening started out innocuous at first. Met with my client friend and her clique. Met the seemingly single friend. Got some pre-party action going and conversation before we started hitting up the places that my client friend had lined up for us to hit (she's a seller for a winery and beverage company out here, so she had a hit list of bars and clubs that she had set up "appts" with).
As the night went on, there was dancing, drinking and a lil this and that. All in all, it was a pretty good night, until I guess the damsel in distress (I'll just call her DIT for simplification's sake) hit her alcoholic saturation point.
I felt like I was babysitting again. I mean, it's one thing if ya got a date who just partied too hard, and needed to take a breather, but it's another thing when there's a lil bit of puking, not a lil bit of crying, and mostly, well, a snail trail on my sweater before the night was up.
I mean, she got cleaned up, and was okay before the night was up, but I'm not sure if it was more embarassing for me or for her (I'm naturally inclined to say me, cuz of the snail trail.)
Talk about your first impressions. I mean, personally, yeah, . . . she SEEMED ok . . . but all that baggage . . . to me does NOT lead to bangage. -shrugs- Just me though. Oh well, I got her number, she's got mine. I probably won't be callin' unless the coast is clear, and she's cleared some of that baggage first.
I always hated helping a girl clean her emotional baggage and then getting shoved on the friend ladder when some new guy came along. Forget that, heh. Had that happen to me way too many times for me to turn the cheek so easily again. Girl's gotta take some initiative to handle her crap now, before I come in to help anymore. I'm
Whatevers. The wkend's over, and it's Monday. Let's hope we all last the day.
So I admit it. I'm not a consummate ladies man.
I'm not slick, I'm barely witty (if you can consider a slight smart ass comment now and then and some playful banter as witty).
But I'm decent looking. I carry a pretty good conversation and I tell a good story, I'm fairly interesting, and I drink and dance and karaoke with the best of them (Not saying I'm the best, but I try. Hahaha.)
So it throws me for a loop when I'm in a social situation where someone needs my "help". It turns out that the meet that my client friend set up was to "save" her friend from her friend's assholish boyfriend. LOL. Yeah, one of THOSE deals.
I could have dealt with it better if the friend I was supposed to meet didn't seem so needing to get out of the bad relationship. I mean, if she knew she wanted out, but didn't seem all desperate clingy all damsel in distress, then I'd be more open to trying to "help". But as it were, I was just the male shoulder to weep on as the drinking went out.
Okay, I better re-wind. The evening started out innocuous at first. Met with my client friend and her clique. Met the seemingly single friend. Got some pre-party action going and conversation before we started hitting up the places that my client friend had lined up for us to hit (she's a seller for a winery and beverage company out here, so she had a hit list of bars and clubs that she had set up "appts" with).
As the night went on, there was dancing, drinking and a lil this and that. All in all, it was a pretty good night, until I guess the damsel in distress (I'll just call her DIT for simplification's sake) hit her alcoholic saturation point.
I felt like I was babysitting again. I mean, it's one thing if ya got a date who just partied too hard, and needed to take a breather, but it's another thing when there's a lil bit of puking, not a lil bit of crying, and mostly, well, a snail trail on my sweater before the night was up.
I mean, she got cleaned up, and was okay before the night was up, but I'm not sure if it was more embarassing for me or for her (I'm naturally inclined to say me, cuz of the snail trail.)
Talk about your first impressions. I mean, personally, yeah, . . . she SEEMED ok . . . but all that baggage . . . to me does NOT lead to bangage. -shrugs- Just me though. Oh well, I got her number, she's got mine. I probably won't be callin' unless the coast is clear, and she's cleared some of that baggage first.
I always hated helping a girl clean her emotional baggage and then getting shoved on the friend ladder when some new guy came along. Forget that, heh. Had that happen to me way too many times for me to turn the cheek so easily again. Girl's gotta take some initiative to handle her crap now, before I come in to help anymore. I'm
Whatevers. The wkend's over, and it's Monday. Let's hope we all last the day.
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Sorry to hear the bad news. Too many nice guys get put on the call for "give the girl attention and feed her ego list" ... If she or her friend calls you up, and you feel like you're being led on, ... then just cut your losses ...
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Posted 07-14-2008 at 11:43 AM by Craig
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I can clearly see I've been failing to fully utilize my insurance guy. Mostly I just send in my payment every six months. Like a Good Emotional Tampon.
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Posted 07-14-2008 at 02:04 PM by kimpossible
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Aww...I'm sorry to hear that. Pretty sure the girl was embarrassed also, when told of her exploits the next day by other friends.
Better luck next time. |
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Posted 07-14-2008 at 02:45 PM by eos
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Sorry to hear of the not so great meetup that you had. Don't worry. There are still some good ladies out there. You have this positive aura that you seem to have ( I don't know you personally but only from your funny ass, yet insightful comments ... ) You seem to carry yourself with confidence, have a good heart, and I'm sure you're a good looking dude, that's obviously why ladies are drawn to you in the first place. Just keep at it. I think you will find better success in the future.
Hey, take it as a learning experience and learn from it. Not that I have to tell you anything. You know the deal. Keep your head up bro. We're all rooting for you. |
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Posted 07-17-2008 at 01:58 PM by Sunflare
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OK this is gonna sound bad. But, dude, don't let her use you like that. Call her! Act like you are so into her, a potential stalker no less. Don't let her and her friends use you like that, bro. You don't want to be no relationship superhero rescuing DIT.
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 11:59 AM by tommyhtown
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So....he should let them potentially laugh at him or think he's pathetic just cuz the girl and her friend were effed in the head in the first place for using him? What's the point?
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 01:52 PM by eos
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Yes, totally! BTW, I am kidding about being a stalker. Really what I meant was to pretend to show interest in her. While you are at it get some free alcohol from her. Your bar tab should be low also with all the hookup she has. Reverse the trend. Use her back since she has no problem using you.
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 03:35 PM by tommyhtown
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Her friend (also known as my client) is the one with the bar hookup. She's just a heart broken executive assistant in downtown SF. I'm sure she'll find some douch.....nice guy downtown to pity drink her at happy hour and take advantage of her emotionally or something.
Not that I would joke about that sort of thing, but we know it happens from time to time, as much as people wish to deny when other's get "misused/mistreated". |
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 04:02 PM by Adaon
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So your client/"friend" has been relegated back to client?
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 07:13 PM by eos
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Nah, she's my friend....it's just I don't want to sling too many pronouns around to confuse between THE (client's) friend and the CLIENT friend.
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Posted 07-21-2008 at 08:17 PM by Adaon
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The answer is that you should do your boss's wife.
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Posted 07-24-2008 at 07:55 AM by kimpossible
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I've seen my boss' wife, and not that she's UN-attractive, but she's a mother now, and I've seen her mom, and wow, yeah . . . no . . . -shudder-
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Posted 07-24-2008 at 08:03 AM by Adaon
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Was this girl hot? That's the important question.
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Posted 07-25-2008 at 02:57 PM by popculturepooka
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But, of course. I just HATE any sort of baggage. Except tea baggage.
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Posted 07-25-2008 at 04:20 PM by Adaon
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well, i hope you didn't pay for anything. that's horrible.
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Posted 07-31-2008 at 10:49 AM by applehead
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I think it's time for you to call her again.
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Posted 08-06-2008 at 12:00 PM by tommyhtown
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