Originally posted by: DAGTA
I remember this woman I 'dated' back in 2003/2004. I met her through hotornot and we started talking online. Totally hit it off online. Similar interests and easy conversation. So, we decide to meet up on a Friday night in December at a local bar and watch some local bands play. Apparently, she had been a huge fan of some of these bands and had followed them for a while. She tells me that she doesn't have a car, she gets rides from people, and would it be a problem for me to take her home? No problem.
I meet her, she seems pleasant at first. We talk quite a bit but then can't say much once the bands start. I buy us some drinks. There is a free snack bar open and we eat off of that all night. The first five bands play a bunch of cover songs that I like and I'm really enjoying it. She looks bored to death and tells me she dislikes the music and can't wait for the 'real' bands to start. uh... ok.
Some friends of hers show up and join us. Fine with me, they're friendly enough. By the time the 'main' band starts, she's trashed. The play a good set and finish. She runs up and is hanging all over the band members. One of her friends gives me this, "sorry" look. I just laugh. The drummer brings her over to me and says, "You're giving her a ride home?" I say, "Yup". He says, "Thanks, I appreciate it." ha.
On the ride home, she's nearly passing out in my passenger seat and I'm trying to get directions out of her. Remember, this is her first time meeting me. I get her home and make sure she gets inside and then I just leave.
I relay the 'date' to my female friends. They agree it was bad but suggest I give her a second chance. I don't contact her, though. She writes me a few times online and I chat a bit without saying much. February comes around. She contacts me and says she's throwing an "anti-Valentine's Day" party at her place and would like to me attend. She also says that a she and a group are going to the Renaissance Festival that day and she would like me to go with her. She says she'll be in dress for the period and thinks I'll have a lot of fun since I like that kind of stuff. I say sure, I'll go.
I show up at her house in the morning. A guy walks out of her bedroom with her and she introduces him as her boyfriend. I just about left right there on the spot as it became obvious that I was nothing more than 'ride' for her and her friends. But then I figure I wanted to go to the Faire anyway so I'll just go and have a good time on my own. Her single mom with two kids friend shows up and decides to join us. I spent the day having the single mom follow me around while my 'date' and her boyfriend were off on their own. 'Mom' keeps trying to get me to buy her stuff. I just ignore her requests. Kids are bugging me for drinks from my water bottle all day. I hate drinking after people but I'm not going to turn down a four year-old when we're out in the desert and it's already 90F.
Near the end of the day, 'mom' asks me to buy her a $300 dress. I stop and give her the 'are you crazy?' look and then I just start laughing. She didn't talk to me the rest of the day. Just as we're about to leave, my 'date' comes running up to me and puts her arm around me and starts flirting with me... while her boyfriend is behind us. She's asking me if I had a good time, etc. I stay polite but terse.
I drive them back to her place and start to leave. She grabs my arm and says, "Hey, aren't you staying for the party?"
Me, "No, my head hurts and my back hurts. I'm going home."
Her, "Go take some pain killers and come back!"
Me, *tapping the bottle of vicodin and muscle relaxers I had in my pocket (I had severe back problems then)* "No, I have those with me. I'm going home. See ya."
She wrote me three more times online over the next few months asking me to come to other parties and trying to talk to me. I just ignored her.
Looking back, I think I was way too nice to her.
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