Apr 13, 2012 8:56 AM GMT
Trying to make this long story as short as possible:
I met this kinda buff almost body builder type of guy a few months ago who approached me and gave me his number after we chatted for several minutes. But the next day when I was texting him, he told me he had a boyfriend and his interest went 360. Shortly after, we stopped communicating.
Few months after that, actually it was maybe in February...he approached me again. Asked me to come home with him and gave me his number. I was like...uh no. I took his number, in case things have changed and he's single. But I didn't leaving my friend for the night to go home with him.
When I texted him the next day, he had a very nasty attitude. I was suggesting we meet but just to chill, not hookup. But he's like, "I don't do dates, what are we going to do? Meet in the park, eat McDonalds?" He was basically more interested in getting me to buy his 'massage' service because he's a CMT. Mind you, I'm 24 and he's 28.
Fast forward to tonight...I found out from a friend of my friend who is friends with that guy, that apparently he's been in a relationship with a guy for over a year and a half! Which is longer than the time I've even lived in the state. And that apparently he's a big ole cheater and cheated on his last boyfriend. And looks like he tried twice to cheat on him with me!
And then, I thought (things aren't always the way they seem I learned) that maybe he was one of those guys that only like to have sex with Black guys and not date them. His friend revealed to me he IS IN A RELATIONSHIP with a Black guy and that's all he dates. And further told me he is moving to New England to be with him.
I just could not believe what I was hearing. Although there really wasn't anything to be resentful of, or feel like I was hurt...I was just disgusted at what I was hearing and rightfully so. I'm like...now you see that? I'm like all this time he been throwing shade and giving attitude...even though HE on 2 occasions initiated the scenario with me, all to find out he is involved with someone.
I was just like...its friggin crazy what goes on. It all started coming together. I'm almost coming to the conclusion that the only kind of guys that go to bars are the ones that go there to cheat and mess around. But, I'm keeping my head up and being optimistic for the time being. But its nearing impossible when I keep meeting one liar after the next, one flake after the next and the next and the next and the next and the next and the next and the next, and everytime a number gets exchanged, it's always a problem. Either they're involved or they don't keep their word on meeting up like they were SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
enthusiastic about doing the night they readily and eagerly gave their number.
You start to say to yourself, okay when does it end?