Now in the last five years I don't have much experience in dating. I had a boyfriend most of the time or was completely turned off to it. I'm really not into it. The thought of going out with a stranger who is probably boring just makes my brain bleed. People will say oh you have to give it a chance or try one of those online things. No thanks I'm fine with not having a date every Friday and meeting someone online wigs me out too. Once and a while I get lectured after one too many drinks from a friend about my anti-dating ways and there is a story I like to share. It's about an experience I had in dating and why it sucks.
During my first break up with Tom I decided to open my horizons up to dating. I was willing to meet people through other people. A friend decided to set me up with his buddy, but in a round about way like he wanted us to all hang out and work his magic. Plus he knew that I knew what this guy looked like so I would have said hell no if it was a real date. Anyway Shannon was a trust fund kid. He was dorky looking and socially awkward. I think he wanted to be a club kid and got stuck in his rave days. So my friend Dougie invited me one night to Shannon's house to hang out. When I arrived to my surprise there was no one there but Shannon. Okay he was a little weird but it was interesting conversation. I wasn't going to marry the guy and few free dinners would be nice....plus he was in a party stage like me.
So I hung out with this Shannon a few times and each time he seemed to get stranger and stranger. I knew the time was coming where I was going to have to say it was fun but all we were going to be was friends. He just wasn't my type and I wanted to be nice about it because he wasn't a jerk off. So Shannon invited me to a bar and decided to let his freak flag fly. There was a meat head who approached the bar in front of us. Shannon said to me, "Wow that guy is hot!" I thought he had to be kidding....then he said, "what I've kissed a boy, sometimes I get lonely." At that second I knew I had to get out of there. So I said I felt sick and excused myself. I never spoke to Shannon again.
The point of my story is.....it was bad enough before when you had to compete with other women for a date but I will not compete with men as well. This is one of the reasons I hate dating. I didn't even like this guy in a romantic way and I still felt like a dumbass when all those dates where said and done. What is this bi-sexual bullshit? Seriously pick a team!! A man is either gay or straight he cannot be both. Until this measure gets cleared up by society every time I go on a date with someone new I am not going to be thinking if I seem desperate for texting him first. I am going to be wondering if he likes to lick men's buttholes!
