Monday, March 7, 2011

Another Strange Occurance (aka- threesome, anyone?)

I don’t know why really weird things in the dating world always happen to me, but here's a real head-scratcher.
I was out with friends Saturday night, hanging out at Toon’s after a pub crawl.  Towards the end of the evening we were talking to a couple guys who were pretty decent.  Nothing to write home about, but passably cute.   They were going to another (lame-o) bar down the street and invited us to come along. 
Against my better judgment, I allowed my friends to talk me into following this guy & his friends to Hye Bar (eww, I know).  My friends & I grab seats at the bar, and after a few minutes this dude comes over & starts talking to me.  He is geographically undesirable (lives in Naperville) and had corn kernel teeth (that’s what I call teeth that are unusually small – fortunately they weren’t yellow like corn, but just unattractively tiny), so I had pretty much made up my mind that I wouldn’t be making out with him.
But as per usual, I found myself hanging out with him & his buddy for an unnecessary amount of time.  At one point, I got up to leave & they bought me another drink.  So I stayed – I mean, I’m not going to let a fresh drink go to waste, right?  Eventually I realized that it was unreasonably late for this 30-something, so I said my good-byes and departed the bar, after giving my digits to Suburban Boy.
The following texts transpired:
BOY 1:51 am:  Hey, it’s Brian.  Hope you got home ok.  You were a fun girl.  J
BOY 1:54 am:  John and I were hoping you’d stay and have some fun  ;)   (winky smiley face)
ME  2:03 am:  Sorry Brian, it was a good time for sure, but it was time to call it a night.  Feel free to call me sometime when ur in the city.  (I didn’t really mean this, BTW.)
Then I go to bed.  When I wake up in the morning, the following message was waiting for me:
BOY 2:37 am:  Hey, me and John want to have a threesome tonight with you.  I know you’re a good girl but let’s have some fun J
My response?  

ME  6:59 am:  Lose my number.

Seriously – what did he think would happen?  That I’d be like- Absolutely!  You & your friend should come over right now so that we can have a “good time” - despite the fact that I left you in the bar without so much as a cheek kiss? 
Now might be a good time to give up entirely & just get another cat.  Although it IS St. Patty’s Day this weekend… and then March Madness next weekend (aka- attractive men & easy conversation starter) … so maybe I’ll hang in there for a few more weeks, and then happily retire to my sweatpants & cat herding.

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