Here is what I truly don't understand about men... why ask me out if you DON"T WANT TO GO OUT??!?!?!
I really try to not get to wrapped up in my excitement when a guy asks me out but sometimes I can't help it. I pluck, shave and wax every unwanted hair out of my body in the hopes of having the perfect first date and totally impressing the pants of this guy (pun intended), but as was the case yesterday, just end up going home by myself with perfect eyebrows. So the next series of unfortunate events are what has led to this angry, yet entertaining blog for all to read... Note: names have NOT been changed in hopes that someone who reads this knows the aforementioned Andy and realizes that he is a total scum bag.
April 28th, 2016: Heather joins Bumble
I was on Tinder and read some guys profile that mentioned something about another dating app called Bumble. I joined bumble. Immediately deleted Tinder. The end.
April 28th, 2016: Heather's first Bumble match
His name was Andy. Super cute. Soccer coach at the collegiate level. Seemed legit.
May 4th, 2016: He asked me out!
After a little bit of conversation - you know typical stuff like where are you from, what do you do, etc. Andy asked me out! But I was going out of town that weekend so I said no.
May 12th: I message Andy
I'm on Bumble to try to put myself out there more so I send Andy a message. To my surprise he brings up going out to get drinks again. I say YES and we make plans for the next day.
May 13th: The day shit went down
I spend hours getting ready. Like literally get a pedicure, do my make up, do some serious hair removal, actually go shopping for new clothes because nothing I have looks right..... for hours! Gotta look fresh for this guy who kinda seems perfect. We had planned to meet at a brewery in downtown Colorado Springs at 4:00 pm for happy hour. I live pretty far away from downtown so I leave at 3:30 pm to get there right on time. I pay $6 for parking and receive the following text message.
May 13th 4:25 pm
I text my friend to offer me some comfort and support I have been waiting for about 30 min and he is no where to be found. But he said he was on his way so I am totally convinced that I am not being stood up. He wouldn't have text me before if that was his plan all along right? My friend says that everything will be fine and to give him a little bit longer. I finally order a beer and decided to send him a funny little text
May 13th 4:45 pm
Now I am a little worried. He said he was on his way and that he lived close nearly an hour ago. I noticed that my last message went through but says its not delivered so I decide to call him. The call goes straight to voicemail! OMG is he alive? Did he get into some kind of accident on the way over? Why would his phone be off? Should I call the hospitals? The last message I send...
At 4:50 pm I leave the bar, because what else am I supposed to do?
The whole way home I am worried, texting with a couple girlfriends and trying to be investigative reporters on what the hell just happened. He text me that he was on his way, never showed up, and his phone is presumably off... I am totally assuming he is dead in a ditch somewhere after flipping his car across the median.
I have literally been worrying all day. The messages that I sent Andy earlier in the day have never delivered and I eventually call the local hospitals like a complete psychopath to make sure that he isn't in some ICU fighting for his life. The operators of both major hospitals in Colorado Springs have no record of ANDY. OK so literally 4 hours of worrying and my worrying turns into anger. I thought this douche was dying! I had played it all out in my mind that it was the only reasonable explanation to what had happened.
May 13th 9:15 pm
I google how to tell if your phone number has been blocked.
** If you didn't know, there is an option in settings that makes it so your number shows up as unknown and essentially lifts said block**
So again, like a psychopath, I call the number and it rings... IT FUCKING RINGS! He blocked my number. Possibly even min after sending me the message at 3:50 pm. I have been worrying about this fucker all day and he BLOCKED my number!!!
May 14th: I start a single girl blog
The calm after the storm has ensued. I'm less angry than my sweet, reassuring girlfriends are, but I can't let dumb fuckers get me down. Andy has inspired me to start a single girls blog. Because it's not the first dumb ass I have encountered and it is probably not going to be my last. No one ever said that dating was easy but they also didn't say it was going to be this hard. So united we stand! Together in our misery of online dating.
