Thursday, February 23, 2006
Ok I Lied
Apparently I do regret some things in life. Take last night for instance. I had been talking to someone and it was decided that we would meet up yetserday afternoon. I didn’t feel like doing it really but whatever. So we met. And got something to eat. And talked. And he proceeded to annoy the shit out of me with little things that I find completely unforgivable on a first time meeting. Because I am picky and I know what I want and will not settle for less.
The first thing was that I had to make the plans. I hate that. I hate when someone suggests that we go do something and then expects ME to come up with the idea of where to go. No, it doesn’t work like that. If you want to meet up with someone, YOU have a couple of ideas and run them by the other person. You do not say, “I’m bored. Let’s hang out. You do all the work and I’ll just show up and act like an ass the rest of the evening.”
Turn off #1.
So we go get something small to eat as I hadn’t eaten all day and then we were going to go sit on the beach and just enjoy it. However, this person decided that drinking was a better idea. Ok, I don’t make it a habit of drinking at 4 in the afternoon and since I was forced to come up with the plans, what the hell is going on here? Sure I can go with the flow, I just found it insulting. It also shows me that he has no problems whatsoever with drinking and driving. I do. If you drive, you don’t drink. Period. He had driven to my area and that meant he had to drive back. Not impressed. Whatever. So we are eating and drinking and then he orders another drink and then another drink....it’s getting dark, what happened to the beach and talking and I’m being insulted.
You see, he thought I was nervous. I was not nervous. First of all, it was humid yesterday and that makes me sweat because I am from Seattle and it doesn’t get that fucking hot in Seattle and apparently I have not been here long enough for my blood to thin. But OK! He can go ahead and think that it’s allllll about him. Yes, he’s right...I was sweating because of him, NOT because it was in the upper 80s with humidity. NO! Second of all, I kept fidgeting because the chair was extremely uncomfortable and too low and my neck and spine were starting to kill me one hour in to this. But he can go ahead and think it’s all because of him, NOT because my spine was on fire because he insisted that we sit at this table for three fucking hours while he ordered drink after drink after drink. Or while I waited as he took longer than a girl in the bathroom the three times he visited.
Turn off #2
Oh and unless you are a doctor or fireman, leave your fucking cell phone off. Even though he didn’t answer it, it is still rude to check the text messages in the middle of the converstation. He can apologize all he wanted, “I’m sorry, I keep getting text messaged...sorry.” No, he’s not sorry because HE KEPT DOING IT!
Turn off #3
So, three beers later he asks, “You want to go?” Why the hell I didn’t say, “Yes” and be done with it instead of, “What happened to going to the beach?” I’ll never understand. I’m an idiot apparently.
So we go to the beach and at first the conversation was actually pretty funny. That lasted for about 10 minutes. Then he decided to get all personal and ask me extremely personal questions which I find terribly rude and if I failed to answer them by changing the subject, he would call me repressed or paranoid. No, asshole. It’s called, “None of your fucking business.”
Turn off #4
About halfway through our little beach adventure he announces that he needs to go to the bathroom. Ok, a sign to leave. But no. He decides instead to walk up the beach a little bit and do his business there. Oh how classy! He even mentioned that he knew it was gross but yet he still did it anyway.
Turn off #5
We decided to rap it up and walked back up the way and prepared to depart each other’s company. At this point he did a full on grope disguised as a goodbye hug and left.
Turn off #6
I get home and find that I regretted this whole thing. I learned nothing from it and I discovered that I had missed almost the entire episode of American Idol. I could have been at home, in my pajamas, happily watching the show but instead was hanging out with beach peer, wasting my precious time.
So yah, I DO indeed regret some things I have done in this life.
