So an interesting thing happened this weekend. I met a guy. I wish I could tell you get all exited but instead I am a bit confused. You can say I'm having this, "I guess he's just not that into me" gut feeling but this was a bit weird. Here me out in my adventure into an almost Sex & the City episode.
I met this guy on Friday night. He was the bartender at the brewery. I told him about the Bacon adventure & he thought it was really funny & said he could do it. Probably not. Well I found out his name but I left for the night & told him I'd go back to the brewery Saturday. I did. He showed up a lil after me & asked me very gentlemanly if he could sit beside me & buy me a drink. hehe. I smiled, a real genuine smile, maybe I'll make a new friend tonight....
We talked about nothing & everything. He told me about his niece, how he has a tattoo of her name on his arm, so she will always be in his arms. I thought that was one of the CUTEST things I've ever heard. He bought me 2 drinks, we talked all night, we met up with mutual friends, & he kinda stayed by me the whole night. GREAT SIGN huh? I was sobering up & he was hmmm I'm not sure what state he was in but he didn't seem drunk...then the typical thing that I wish for all the time happened. He asked for my number. I gave him my number & he said,
He didn't kiss me, but did that weird stare at the girl's mouth thing guys do. I thought whatever I only know him about 8 hours. I drove home all happy & was like Omg I met someone!!! AWESOME!!! But then 5 minutes went by. I didn't get a text of his number. I didn't think much of it cuz I was so tired. Maybe he'll call tomorrow like he said he would for the game.
Well the Jets game happend at 3pm my time. They had the kickoff. Half-time. Few touchdowns. Then there was the end of the game. I watched all of this at home, alone. He NEVER called, NEVER texted me his number, & yeah, that's that. Nothing. We talked all night, Oh yeah, my friend that he knows says that he thought I was, "Mad Cool". Um yeah. Nothing. I guess he just wasn't THAT into me.
I know this is an old question to ask but Why do men never call??
Why waste the time of the night spending All your time with one girl & say things like you know we could watch this or we could real person that you are behind the games?? Why let your smile go up to your eyes and just leave us hanging watching the rain from the window? It boggles my mind. Maybe I should have told him that I own a Lacie =P.
I'm not upset because I really don't know the guy but really, "Come on!". What is up with the people where i live? What's with the games?? Maybe it's the pressure of Valentine's Day on a single person that's getting to me, but why is it so hard to meet someone? I would love to know. Back to the ole drawing board...
So in the real world not the movie world...Why do you think men don't call when they say they will? I'd like some guys opinions too here pretty please. Why don't you call the girl when you say you will?
I wish I just had a chance. A real, fair, chance at having something carry over to the next day with someone....is that so hard??....I guess it is.