I’ve done it again. Or rather online dating has done it again. It has me questioning my faith in humanity. And myself. I KNEW he was a player. I KNEW he wasn’t serious. I KNEW I shouldn’t have wasted my time. Yet I did. I wanted him to prove me wrong. I wanted him to turn out to be a good guy. He did not and I can’t even blame him.
Presumed married guy, who I will now refer to as Fucktard just stood me up. Stood me up after cancelling on me last night. Well, I guess if I was willing to meet him at 9pm, it would have been a go. I was not.
So we rescheduled for tonight. And he kept changing the time. Annoying, but whatever. At one point I didn’t even bother getting ready as I figured he would change/cancel/flake. He messaged when he was done with dinner and I actually felt hopeful for a millisecond. I quickly got ready while waiting for his response on where we were meeting. When he didn’t respond right away, I suggested a place as it would take me a minute to get there.
He then says he’s tired. Seriously? I ask if he’s really planning on showing and he says yes. And then 5 minutes later, as I’m on my way, he says we should probably cut our losses. And then says he wanted to meet me but that I no longer sounded fun. Ya’ think?!
I was very polite in my response. I thanked him for wasting my time and then called him a dumb fucker…..