There's nothing worse than a guy who pretends to be Mr. Nice Guy, when in reality he is a huge douche bag, asshole, fuck face. And that was Bachelor #13. We met immediately after the debacle with Bachelor #8 (Meow Mix), it was right before New Years Eve when we started emailing back and forth. On paper he seemed amazing. 32 years old, from Boston, family oriented, worked in post-production, lived around the corner from me, and was a good looking guy. Score!
Our first date was incredible. I thought the dating gods were finally smiling upon me and that maybe Bachelor #13 would be my lucky number. He picked me up at my place (which is a rarity but I thought it was very nice), we had dinner at a great Mexican place in West Hollywood, talked and laughed the entire time, and then went to see Marty and Elaine at the Dresden (who doesn't love listening to old people sing at a dive bar?). Afterward we came back to my place and watched a movie (The Devil Inside Me- terrible movie, don't waste your time). In case you're wondering nothing scandalous happened. I was drinking coffee and after I put my mug down he said "I've been waiting for you to put that mug down so I can kiss you." I thought that was really cute (yeah I'm a sucker) and so I gave him permission to kiss me. It was definitely the highlight of my night, considering Bachelor #8 wouldn't make any move whatsoever.
After this glorious date his true colors started to quickly show. He kept telling me he wanted to take me out again. The next week he kept texting me and saying he wanted to go out to dinner... providing that he could get out of work at a decent hour. Well that week it never happened because he allegedly had to work late. Ok fine, I gave him the benefit of the doubt.
The next week passed by, and again he kept saying he wanted to see me. Well the weekend rolled around and this fucking guy ended up going to San Diego with his friend. Then why the hell did you keep saying you wanted to go out you dumb asshole? Can you see the pattern developing here? One day he even sent me a text saying "I would really like to see you again before 2014." Everytime I suggested something he would say "I'd love to see you, but I have to check my work schedule." Ok buddy, it's time to go fuck yourself and stop wasting my time.
Anytime a guy says they want to see you but it depends on their schedule, just go right ahead and tell them to fuck off, because I quickly learned that these guys are flakes and they are just going to string you along and hurt you in the end. It was a hard lesson to learn, but I'm certainly glad I learned it. Now I can easily spot these fuckers a mile away.
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