I sent out a message to my Tweeter followers, asking for a little help on ideas for blog posts because they haven’t been coming to me as easily lately…seems as though I need to walk into another street sign or something.
When a girlfriend of mine msn’s me this:
- 6 flirtatious hang-outs
- 3 of them professional networking hangs
- 1 scooter ride (included with one of the below dinners)
- 2 three hour magical dinners
- And…1 movie night
Turns out on movie night lover boy confessed that he had just moved in with his girlfriend. WTF – took six hangs to disclose this information? ASS!
This made me remember what happened to me a couple of Octobers ago:
When I was 19 I met a fellow who I had an on again/off again (mostly off again) ‘relationship’ with for over seven years. In 2007 I decided that our entire relationship was unhealthy, and that I needed to call it quits.
Then, in 2009 I started to get emails from (for the sake of this post let’s call him Larry) him. Larry’s emails were friendly:
“How are you?”
“What’s going on in your life?”
“I’m in Toronto on business sometimes if you want to get together for dinner…”
At first I thought I shouldn’t meet him for dinner as I had cut Larry out of my life when I went through a state of cleansing my life of bad decisions. But then, I thought to myself ‘why not?’ we always had so much fun together, it would be nice to have a friendly (just friendly) catch up.
He called me during the day to see where I wanted to go for dinner and then he suggested having dinner in the restaurant in his hotel.
Clearly, this was a horrible idea, so I suggested him coming to get me and we could go to a restaurant downtown.
We ended up heading to the Bier Markt. The waiter came around to take our drink order. Larry ordered a beer and I ordered a double Belvedere on the rocks. I figured since a) I’m not trying to impress this guy to try and get a second date – this was our millionth , and b) it was a little creepy of him to suggest having dinner at his hotel – I could order the exact drink that I wanted.
Next it was time to order dinner, since he ordered the steak (and that’s what I wanted) I ordered the steak…medium rare (but closer to rare then medium).
We chatted for a while, had some good laughs, I made a bunch of jokes at his expense, when finally I asked him if he was dating anyone.
His response – “Yeah..um, I wasn’t going to tell you this, but I bought a house, and live there with my girlfriend of …”
At that point I tuned him out, I think he said of 2 years or something like that.
1) Random email to a girl you dated on and off for 7 years
2) Suggestion of a ‘dinner’
3) Suggestion of a dinner at the hotel
4) Oh yeah, you WEREN’T going to tell her about your girlfriend
What’s that all about? Maybe his intentions weren’t as tawdry as they came across, but come on…dinner in the hotel restaurant? How about a night cap to finish it off? And anyway, should these men not have disclosed this information sooner? Like right away? Drop a little ‘we’ statement in there?
Larry wasn’t even going to tell me he lived with his lady…that was mega shady. Regardless, I’m now a firm believer that if you a) have a girlfriend and/or b) live with your girlfriend – you need to confess ASAP, otherwise you come off as a douche!