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The One Who Ghosted Me

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Back in the beginning of November I had met a tall, ginger, country boy who knew how to swing dance. We met off Tinder (yeah I know, bad choice). I broke my “first date” rules with him when we first met. I went out to dinner with him AND dancing. Huge time commitment. I never do that for fear of being stuck in a situation I can’t get out of. Don’t know what I was thinking. However, to my surprise, dinner was great and dancing was amazing. He was (and still is) quite talented at dancing. We talked about everything the first night. Dating, relationships, life, good, bad– all of it. It was refreshing to have such an honest conversation with someone about life. I literally spent 6 hours with him on our first date.

I was oddly attracted to him. I found myself missing him. He was my go-to person. We both work in the same industry so it was easy for him to vent to me about his frustrations at work and vise versa. I would call him on my drive home from work just to talk to him and hear about his day. I was seeing this guy 2-3 times a week. We would make dinner at my house, watch football, and even run errands together just so we could hang out. He said all the right things. I really liked him. He really liked me. We would banter, and laugh and thoroughly enjoyed spending time with each other– or so I thought.

We were seeing each other for about 6-7 weeks before he fell off the face of the earth. He straight up ghosted me. Radio silence.

I was leaving the state for Christmas to go visit my sister. I saw him the Sunday before I left town. He came over to spend the night which was normal for us. And then after that, nothing. I was trying to text him over Christmas and hear about his family festivities, but he never got back to me. I finally called him out after a week of him ignoring me. He had preached how he was a “good man”, valued open communication and that he would never treat a woman poorly, blah, blah, blah… and now he just kicks me to the curb out of no where?!

Finally he responded. He told me that he had gotten a promotion at work and that he was then able to afford to move to a new place closer to his office. He said he had been extremely busy with work and that he just didn’t have time for a social life. He also told me that he decided he needs to focus on himself for a little bit and his career since he had just gotten out of a serious relationship in September. Previously, we had talked how we weren’t boyfriend/girlfriend because we were both just figuring things out and we enjoyed talking it slow. And I was totally fine with that! I didn’t need a title in order to have feelings for the guy and dedicate time to him. However, I feel like there were too many side conversations that made this all a little fishy to me. Everyone gets busy with life, but when you’re into someone/seeing someone, you MAKE time for them. That’s how it works.

Then I really started thinking about it… I was seeing him 2-3 times a WEEK. For at least 6 weeks. And then nothing!? No way. And who can pack all there shit and move somewhere in 2 weeks? Especially in our current housing market. There had to be someone else. Got back with his ex maybe? I don’t know. But something was definitely not right. Around the same time as his ghost stunt, I had come across a video on FB that made me think of him. I went to tag him in the comments… and what do you know, we are no longer FB friends. He totally got with another girl. Men don’t defriend people unless they are trying to hide that person from someone. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!!

Another month passes and I’m still hung up on what happened with him. Remember, I really liked him and he said he liked me too. I texted him again just asking him to be honest. I needed closure. He admitted that he had met someone and that he was trying to do everything he could to make it work with this girl. I kind of laughed and said something along the lines of, “Oh, well I’m sorry she won’t let us be friends. That’s a shame”. He fired back with something along the lines of, “I can do whatever I want. I choose to not be friends with other girls”. Whatever. I’m not going to argue with him. At this point I’m just extremely pissed he lied to me in the first place after being “such a good man” and making up a story about why he just randomly stopped talking to me.

Another month passes (it’s now March). I have acquired enough mutual friends with him that he pops back up on my FB in “People You May Know”. So what do I do, I click it to see who this girl is. Come to find out, he has “Been in a Relationship” since December 27th. OH COME ON! So, basically, he must of been dating us at the same time after claiming that he was only seeing me. Because, it was one week from the last time he was spending the night with me to the time that he was in a relationship with this girl. I can do math bro. That just makes me SO ANGRY. He played me good. Best part, he was probably playing her as well… and she doesn’t know it.

I know the day will come when I run into him out dancing. I have no idea what I will say to him. Previously I thought about calling him out in front of the girl (who (at the time) I knew he was lying about), but now that I know there is an ACTUAL girl… maybe I would take the high road? Kill him with kindness? I mean, I am happy he’s happy? We weren’t “official”… But, still. I don’t know. I know that day will come. And I’m curious to see what my mood will be like that day. Hopefully I can hold my tongue. Best part, he knows I write. Maybe someday he will get bored and find this post about him.

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The One With The Dud And The Hot Shot

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This one may get a little confusing, but I’m going to do my best to keep things clear for you. Let’s start from the beginning.

My friends and I were all out on a Sunday for NFL football. It was the AFC and NFC championship weekend. We all got pretty tanked at the first bar watching the AFC championship as the Broncos defeated the Patriots. We moved onto a second bar for the NFC championship and thats where I met the Hot Shot. He was actually our server at the second bar. He works there over the winter and is a Hot Shot Firefighter over the summer. Given we were all pretty drunk, all I could really remember was that he was short and cute. But I didn’t care how short he was, he had a great smile.

You see, the bar the Hot Shot works at is close to my work. I tend to go there a lot after work with my co workers or to meet up with random guys that I’m meeting for the first time. I went over to the bar with a co worker the following week. He came up and talked to me. He remembered me and my friends from last sunday. I made a $20 bet with him on who was going to win the SuperBowl.

SuperBowl week rolls around and I am going to meet a random guy at the bar that the Hot Shot works at. The guy I met up with was a Dud. He couldn’t hold a conversation. Not to mention during our texting conversations prior to us meeting, he was very risqué. It was quite annoying and a huge red flag. But regardless, I decided to give him a chance because why not!? He was attractive, ginger and a country boy. We all know how much I love Gingers. We sat down and ordered a beer. And what do you know– Hot Shot happens to spot me and gives me a little wave that only I can see. My attention was now on the Hot Shot and not the Dud I was sitting with.

The Hot Shot came up to talk to me and the Dud while we were having a beer. He was telling us about the deals they had going on for the SuperBowl that weekend. The Hot Shot also explained to the Dud that we had a bet going on for who was going to win. I asked the Hot Shot when he was working again so I could collect my money. He told me he was working Monday after the SuperBowl. During this whole conversation, all I was thinking was that I am totally getting the Hot Shot’s number before I leave. He is just so handsome. I had a plan.

After the Dud and I finished our beer, I walked out to the parking lot with him and we said goodbye. Thank God he didn’t try to kiss me because that would of made things worse. I wasn’t into him at all. I got into my car and watched him walk to his truck and drive away. Once the Dud was out of sight, I got back out of my car and walked back into the bar to see the Hot Shot.

I sat down at one of his tables waiting for him to walk out of the kitchen. When he came around the corner he smiled and walked right up to me. He started by saying that he had lied to me because he doesn’t work the day after the SuperBowl. I responded with, “I have a question for you”. My heart was pounding in my chest. Why was I so nervous? I asked if he was single. He responded yes. I then said, “Great, because I find you wildly attractive and I would love to get to know you”. A huge smile spread across his face and he pulled out his phone to get my number. I put my number into his phone and he said that he would text me later. He gave me a hug goodbye, told me that I made his whole night and I left. Best part about this whole thing– when I left, I still didn’t even know his name.

Sometimes the girl has to make the first move.

TO BE CONTINUED.

The One With The Ginger Beast

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I should of known the first time this guy blew me off that I was making a bad decision. I had been talking to him for a while before we decided to meet up. We had plans on Saturday night to meet up for a drink. The plan was that I would call him when I was heading back home and I could meet him on the way. When that time came, I called and he didn’t answer. I went home and never heard from him. A week passed and I still hadn’t heard from him. Then one day he texts me with this ridiculous story…

Apparently his roommate had needed him that Saturday night. The roomie had decided to go with this chick from Tinder about an hour and a half north to party for the evening. The chick apparently ditched the drunk roomie and that meant Ginger Beast had to go get him. Cool story bro. Tell it again. I’m not sure how that stopped you from texting me and saying that? But, ok.

Anyways, he told me that story, apologized and asked to meet up and just get to know me. For whatever reason I agreed. Actually, I know the reason. He’s a ginger and a beast. When I say beast… I mean tall and very muscular. I agreed to go to his house to just hang out and chat. (I told my roommate where I was going, don’t freak out). I showed up to his house and he was everything I thought he would be. Ginger. Beard. About 6’2. Jacked. Yes please! We chatted the night away and just learned about each other. He kissed me goodbye and I left.

The next day he asked to take me out to dinner. So we went to dinner. Everything was great. I was very attracted to him and we were able to talk about anything. I hung out with him the majority of that night as well. When I was leaving he said he would see me soon. Kissed me goodbye and I left.

I never heard from him again after that night. I texted him and he didn’t respond. Ghosted. I mean, it’s not the first time I’ve hung out with someone 2-3 times and then they just decide not to be a man about it and give me the silent treatment. Here’s the kicker though… about 3 weeks later I hired a trainer and started training at a new gym. GINGER BEAST WORKS OUT AT THE SAME GYM! Come on! He doesn’t even live remotely close to this gym. How is this even possible?!

At first I wasn’t sure if it was him. But after a double take– I knew it. The worst part is he walks around like he has no idea who I am. But actively avoids me in the gym. I find it hilarious and extremely annoying at the same time. Of course I don’t have the lady balls to go up and say anything to him. But what would I even say?

Well, here’s to making Ginger Beast actively take the long way to the water fountain because I’m in his direct path. Challenge accepted.

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