This is kind of a disappointing story, and I was actually hoping this one wouldn't end up as a Bachelor in my blog of failed never-to-be relationships. But lo and behold he ended up being the same as everyone else.... douchebag!
The worst kind of guy to date is the "fake nice guy" or the "wolf in sheep's clothes." This is the guy who comes off as super sweet, normal, down to earth, friendly, affectionate, yada yada. But in reality he clearly isn't any of those things because ends up disappearing off of the face of the earth for no rhyme or reason. No explanation. No good bye. No "hey I'm just not feeling it." No "things are going to fast for me." No "I'm just too busy for a serious relationship right now." NOTHING. I would even be satisfied with a "Hey I met someone else." Any reason is better than no reason at all. It is absolutely MADDENING!
Bachelor #18 and I dated for about a month and a half. We had a lot of great dates. On our first date we met up for drinks and talked for 5 hours. On our second date we had dinner and saw a movie (well we mostly watched the movie wink wink). On our third date we went for a hike, came back to my place and played old school Nintendo. It was so much fun. I really liked him a lot, so I didn't really talk much about him to my friends. I didn't even refer to him as a Bachelor, I actually referred to him by his name (a clear indication that I thought of him differently than everyone else). We saw each other a few more times after that, and in between dates he would text me during the week- and it was actually evident that he was pursuing ME and not the other way around. It was really great.
So I am not really sure what happened between our last dinner date (he came over and I made dinner and it was a great night) and Easter. He had started a new job, so I assumed he was just busy. I didn't hear from him for a week so on Easter I sent a quick text to wish him a happy Easter. He wished me a happy Easter as well and said his day was great because he was watching Game of Thrones. That was a week ago and I haven't heard from him since. And I have absolutely no idea what happened because I know for certain I did not do anything to fuck it up. I admit it when I get to eager too soon, or if I do something retarded. But I am 100% positive I didn't do anything wrong. So my only conclusion is that he is a douchebag.
You might be thinking, "Morgan, maybe something happened to him?" "Maybe he's dead in a ditch." Oh really? Then is it his ghost logging onto Match.com at night? Oh yes, I can see when he is signed on. So clearly he isn't deceased. And I refuse to reach out to him and be like "Yo, what the fuck is your problem?" Because I don't care enough to find out. I am sick of meeting these fake ass guys, who pretend to be super nice, and lure me in, use me and then disappear into the night. To all of you guys who do this kind of shit, go fuck yourselves! I hope you all get crabs and anal warts and bloody explosive diarrhea.
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