Not unlike Gretchen Rubin's 'Happiness Project', this is a Singleness Project. Basically, an attempt to live as happy and fulfilled a life as possible, while flying solo.
It’s been a while. I know.
But I have a few recent, really good reasons to blog it up
again.A couple of weeks ago I made out with a 25-year-old at a bar. A week later I turned 37. Just wanted to put that out there because………well…………….. I’m proud of myself.
Anyway, it didn’t turn into anything, a few text messages after the fact and that’s about it; which is good because I’d hate to think of myself as turning into Demi Moore, because we all know where that road leads.
So I have a couple of beefs.
A friend and I went out for St. Paddy’s day, just to have a good time and a couple of drinks. We met three cute guys at a bar, one of them was all over her, one of them was all over me, and one of them was all over both of us. Later in the night after talking to a fourth, the quiet, not so attractive wall-flower guy, it turned out that the third guy was actually married and had a couple of kids. I watched him with disdain as he flirted with my friend and placed his hand on her ass. I said to him at one point, “How old are your kids?” And he very awkwardly said, “Six and eight, how did you know I had kids?” I noticed the ring on his left hand which he was trying to keep in his pocket a little bit later.
So, long story short, my friend hooked up with guy #1 and I hooked up with guy #2. We went back to my place, fooled around a bit, and my friend and her guy left because they live on the other side of town. My guy stayed. But in fact, I didn’t even really want him too. He was cute enough, but kind of a sloppy kisser and it was late and I just wanted to go to bed and not wake up with a stranger next to me in the morning. The thrill of that kind of wore off somewhere in the late 90s and random strangers in your bed is just not all that fun anymore.
My guy woke up around 6 a.m. and immediately got up and put on his clothes. I said, “Oh, I guess you’re on your way?” and he said. “Yep.”
He was supposed to be staying at a friend’s place down the street and was trying to remember the address and number. Then, as if he felt like he was supposed to, he said, “Can I get your number?” I gave it to him but felt like saying, ‘don’t bother’, I knew he wasn’t going to call.
The following week, my friend who had hooked up with the other guy, got a text from him asking her to go out for drinks. She did, they had a nice evening, he was just as into her as he was the first night and she quite liked him. The next day he texted her saying that he was really confused and messed up because he has a girlfriend. He said he really liked her but wouldn’t be able to see her again.
He also told her that the guy I had hooked up with had a girlfriend...............
Surprise, surprise.
Stay tuned for my next, even more shocking intallment, of Men Behaving Badly.
