Some of you might remember my post "Wow..f***ked up" from a few months back where a girl asked me to meet her out, but was still on a date.
I ran into her since then quite a few times and basically freindzoned her to access her friends. Although I know that she is not relationship material, she is fun. She still flirts with me incessantly, gets touchy, but I give nothing back except maybe when I have had a few drinks. She has even asked me to come to her place. She had told me that the guy mentioned in my previous post was insanely jealous (told me a couple crazy stories like him banging on her door at 5am because she didn't text him back and also threatening some guy that was talking to her). I had told her that I didn't need that kind of drama and wouldn't come to her place. I also told her that I'm not going to stick around if she is with him. This kind of situation never gets better and I want no part of it.
About a month ago, she told me that she dumped the guy at the end of January.
So last night I'm out at a birthday gathering that she organized and invited me to. I said hello to some people, the bar was full and I see her wave me over to an open seat next to her. She was her typical flirty, touchy self and me, having had a few drinks elsewhere, reciprocated a bit, definitely sexual. She said that she was tired and had to go about 45 minutes later. Long story short, my bartender buddy told me that she was currently f**king the guy sitting to the other side of me and he is married. Same guy as my previous post and he also repeated, he is super jealous. I knew what the guy looked like (bald) but the guy had a baseball cap on and I hadn't really looked over that way since I was sitting partially with my back to him. Thankfully, he didn't hit me from behind. It then dawned on me that they left 5 minutes apart. She sent me a looong text hours later later (so much for tired), probably with *um still leaking out of her, saying that she was sorry that she needed to go so early, missed me and wanted me to come over this week. She has no idea that I know what I do.
Yes gentleman, there are evil women out there.
Bonus of the night: She had a very hot friend with her who stayed behind for quite a while with me and I got her number. Super sweet and funny as well! As for the the f**ked up girl, she has served her purpose and she deserves everything that I see coming her way.
I ran into her since then quite a few times and basically freindzoned her to access her friends. Although I know that she is not relationship material, she is fun. She still flirts with me incessantly, gets touchy, but I give nothing back except maybe when I have had a few drinks. She has even asked me to come to her place. She had told me that the guy mentioned in my previous post was insanely jealous (told me a couple crazy stories like him banging on her door at 5am because she didn't text him back and also threatening some guy that was talking to her). I had told her that I didn't need that kind of drama and wouldn't come to her place. I also told her that I'm not going to stick around if she is with him. This kind of situation never gets better and I want no part of it.
About a month ago, she told me that she dumped the guy at the end of January.
So last night I'm out at a birthday gathering that she organized and invited me to. I said hello to some people, the bar was full and I see her wave me over to an open seat next to her. She was her typical flirty, touchy self and me, having had a few drinks elsewhere, reciprocated a bit, definitely sexual. She said that she was tired and had to go about 45 minutes later. Long story short, my bartender buddy told me that she was currently f**king the guy sitting to the other side of me and he is married. Same guy as my previous post and he also repeated, he is super jealous. I knew what the guy looked like (bald) but the guy had a baseball cap on and I hadn't really looked over that way since I was sitting partially with my back to him. Thankfully, he didn't hit me from behind. It then dawned on me that they left 5 minutes apart. She sent me a looong text hours later later (so much for tired), probably with *um still leaking out of her, saying that she was sorry that she needed to go so early, missed me and wanted me to come over this week. She has no idea that I know what I do.
Yes gentleman, there are evil women out there.
Bonus of the night: She had a very hot friend with her who stayed behind for quite a while with me and I got her number. Super sweet and funny as well! As for the the f**ked up girl, she has served her purpose and she deserves everything that I see coming her way.