What email?

In Date #1, I mentioned a guy that I called M. I feel like I should go into detail about him. I met M when I was a sophomore in high school. He was a freshman in college but he played for the team that my high school played in the state football game the year before. A little information about the game, both schools were undefeated going into the game. It was tied at half time and the game when back and forth. My high school ended up winning at the very end of the game! It was very exciting although my synopsis was not.

M had a friend from my high school that he got my instant messaging screen name from. He was really excited to talk to the daughter of the coach that beat him last year. I actually met him in person at one of my basketball games. Why he came to a high school basketball game, I don’t know. However, we continued to be friends and I saw him maybe once a year at a sporting event or at a public place. Although, I felt like he liked me, I had and still have a hard time believing that he likes me more than my dad. When I went to college, my freshman year, I received an email from him. This email confessed his love for me. I have never shared the same feelings for him, so I deleted it and went on with my life. I never mentioned it and he never brought it up. I actually made up a boyfriend so that he would get the hint or at least leave me alone for a while. M would call me and ask me all sorts of questions about the fake boyfriend. Finally, I really did get a boyfriend and he didn’t talk to me EVER while I was dating this guy. This went on for a few years.

Last year was the first time in probably three years that I saw him. If you read Date #1, I saw him at the Red Dirt Roundup in Fort Worth. I was very glad to see him due to how the guy that I went to the concert with was acting. I’m sure it sounds really bad but I do like M, I just don’t like him the way that he likes me.

A few weeks ago, he sent me a text message to tell me that he is now single. On Friday, he sent a message saying, “Could I ask you a question?” Now, every time I end a relationship, M always has a question for me. This time he asked me if I ever received an email from him! After getting over the shock that he actually just asked me this, I replied, “Recently? No. What was it about?” He continued, “Nothing. I sent it 5 years ago. I’m glad you didn’t get it.” Now, that kind of bothered me because I actually did get it and why are you glad I didn’t get it? So, I had to ask him what the email said. He said, “It was nothing.” Obviously it was SOMETHING if you remember an email you sent 5 years ago!

The next day, M sent me a text message that said “hey?” and then another one right after it that said “hey!” I hate when people do this. If you want to have a casual conversation, call the person. Don’t send a text that says “hey, what’s up?” Have a reason for the text.

I’m really hoping M finds the perfect girl for him someday. I just don't think it's going to be me.

Stuckey Update

As you know, Stuckey has a girlfriend. Well, he may not have a girlfriend anymore. I am tired of all the douche bags out there that think they can cheat on their girlfriends or wives. So I went on a little mission Saturday. On Stuckey's Facebook wall, I posted, "How did your girlfriend feel about you wanting to ask me for my number at the bar last night?" It only seemed fair to me so that his girlfriend would know that he is a jerk. Today, I check to see if he still had it posted on his wall and I found out that he had de-friended me! haha! I'm not sure if he still has a girlfriend or not, but I sure hope he treats the next one better. IDIOT!

Just When I Think...

A friend and I went out to watch Casey Donahew this weekend. We really enjoyed the concert. Casey covered Matchbox 20 3 a.m. and a few Kid Rock songs. I saw some people that I knew but not really anyone to hang out with so we kind of kept to ourselves. This guy that we were standing close to started talking to me. He is from Houston but he is going to the fire academy up here. He seemed pretty normal. Stuckey didn’t start off by rubbing my arm and telling me to dance with him, so I considered this a good sign. As soon as the concert was over, my friend and I decided to go meet other friends. On our way out, Stuckey told me that he would ask me for my number but he didn’t have his phone on him. I told him that it was okay, no big deal and I kept walking.

When I got home, I checked my Facebook before going to bed. I had a friend request from Stuckey and he left me a message. It said, “I hope this doesn’t creep you out. You told me u worked at ----- and I couldn’t get your number because my phone wasn’t with me. If you don’t want to respond I’ll take the hint, but I figured I'd try. Like I said I’m in the fire academy (they do background checks and everything) ((just proving I’m a normal guy lol)) anyway just trying to be your friend.”

Now, it’s okay that he wanted to add me as a friend but he wanted my number. To me, this usually means you want to go on a date. When I looked at his Facebook status, he has a girlfriend. I’m pretty sure if I had a boyfriend and I found out that he was wanting to ask a girl for her number at a bar, it wouldn’t be good.

Just when I think that maybe there is one normal guy out there, he turns out to have a girlfriend and he goes to the bar to hit on girls. Does this remind anyone of another post of mine? Married, engaged, and guys with girlfriends… hmmm

Creepers

Lately I’ve been noticing a trend. If you are married, recently divorced, or engaged, odds are you are attracted to me. My last date was with Starbright. It was actually a good date, we went to Cap Rock Café and I did most of the talking. I guess you could say we had a second date. He came over and watched the Rangers game with my roommates and me. Starbright is a nice guy but there were a few things that bothered me about him. He is 23 and he just got a divorce. I really don’t want to go into the reason he got a divorce but lets just say it was his fault. I have friends that know him and they don’t think very highly of him. There was never a third date. However, Starbright isn’t the first divorcee that I have been on a date with. When I was 20, I found myself in the same situation. How do these people find me?

This last weekend, my roommates and I went out. We saw a few guys that we knew so we started talking to them. I heard this guy that I didn’t know asking about us. Next thing I knew, this guy was rubbing my arm and telling me that I was going to dance with him. In case you forgot, I am NOT a touchy, feely person and I do NOT want a guy that I don’t know telling me what I’m going to do. So I force my roommate to keep walking! She was confused and wondering why we were walking away from everyone. I told her I had to get away from that guy. I was definitely rude to him. We circled around to our friends and I kept my back to Mr. Creeper. Unfortunately, he took this as an invite to join our circle. We had to walk off again! About 20 minutes later, I felt someone rubbing on my arm. I immediately knew that it was Mr. Creeper but I did my best to act like I didn’t know someone was touching me. He obviously did not get the first two hints of me walking off every time he tried to talk to me. Finally, he flat out asked me if I was going to blow him off tonight. He continues to tell me that he is on his bachelor party and he just wants to have a good time. I refrained from telling him “ Yes, can’t you take a hint? Stop telling me what to do and get away from me.” I also wanted to ask him if he was kidding. You are on a bachelor party and there are only 3 of you? Great party…

Once again, I ask myself, how do these people find me? Do I have a sign on me that I don’t know about?

Glitter

The summer before my senior year of high school, my sister was playing in the 6-man All-Star basketball game. She got to meet the All-Star football guys and introduced me to a couple of them. One guy that I met was not playing in the game. His dad was coaching one of the teams. He, Glitter, was going into his junior year of high school. We ended up chatting on AIM (instant messenger) because believe it or not at that time texting was just coming into our lives. (I feel really old.) Before football got into full swing my senior year, Glitter wanted to take me on a date. This is a normal thing except that he lived at least 4 hours away from me. Since he lived so far away and because my family lived literally in the middle of nowhere, I was going to drive to the nearest town that was 45 minutes away to meet him for a 4:00 dinner. At the time, I thought that going on this date was a little weird. I didn’t know him that well and then I found out that his parents did not want him driving that far by himself since he just turned 16. On this date it was Glitter, Glitter’s mom, Glitter’s grandmother, and me. Glitter’s little sister wanted to come really really bad but Glitter finally put his foot down and told her she couldn’t come. Four people on one date is enough!

At the restaurant, his mom and I pretty much carry the conversation. Since Glitter’s dad is a football coach, we had a lot to talk about I guess. Before I leave Glitter gives me a Brighton necklace.

A few weeks later, my high school’s homecoming game is coming up. I only have 4 girls in my class so we are all nominated for homecoming queen. A week before the game the secretary calls me into the front office. When I walk in, I see a dozen pink roses with glitter sprayed on them. Yes, that is where the name Glitter comes from. He has sent me good luck roses. As nice as it was, I think that this is weird because we aren’t even “dating.” We went on one date. I really don’t like getting things from guys anyways and he has now given me two things. I really hope that I let him down gently but I had to tell him it just wasn’t going to work.

Just a little fun information, my school beat his school in 2000 (the year we won state!) The score was 48 to 0! : )

What are the odds?

Okay, I feel like I have to blog about this because this has been the weirdest 2 days of my life. I told you that my blog was keeping a few people that I work with entertained. Right after one of the girls read the No Shirt blog, I got a text from him. I do mean RIGHT after. She was asking me if all of that really happened and I heard my phone vibrate from the text. What are the odds?

When I got home that day, a guy that I have not and probably will not blog about instant messaged me on Facebook. He’s kind of a “ladies man” and we kind of liked each other two years ago but I ended that real fast. I haven’t talked to him probably in two years. He wants me to go to OKC to visit sometime. Don’t count on that happening.

Today, No Shirt instant messaged me telling me that I really should have gone to his game. Then he says, “You know, it’s okay for you to say hi to me every once in a while. RUDE!!!” I told him, “Okay, I’ll keep that in mind.” I love talking to guys that tell me that I’m rude. If he thinks that I’m so RUDE, why is he still talking to me? He reminds me of that pesky little insect. What is it? Oh yeah, a gnat!

While I was on Facebook, I checked my email. I got a message at 1 a.m. today from an old high school boyfriend. As soon as we graduated, we both went our separate ways and only contacted each other on birthdays. I have maybe seen him once since high school, 5 years ago. Usually my texting conversations were “happy birthday, hope you’re doing well.” His were usually “happy late birthday.” He thinks its cool to be a day late because I must be sitting on pins and needles waiting for him to text me happy birthday. In the email he pretty much says that he is checking in on me for his one time this year. I guess that means I don’t get a happy birthday on my next one. I email him back to see what he is up to and give him an update on me. It turns out that he has just moved to Lubbock also for Tech law school. Once again, what are the odds of this?

I’m a little confused at why all these guys from my past are contacting me this week. Do I have a sign on me or am I a magnet for this kind of stuff? I just don’t know. It’s weird. I’m scared of who else might come out of the wood works.

The Weird Get Weirder

Unfortunately I have not been on any dates lately. Considering my luck with guys, I don’t really know if that is a bad thing or not. It might be bad for my few followers that I entertain during inservice though. However, I have recently come across a couple of details that make Yellow Trucker and No Shirt a little more crazy.

First, I got a text message from No Shirt this afternoon. Yes, he still texts me even though I don’t answer and occasionally leaves me a message on Facebook. The text message today said that No Shirt was going to be scrimmaging at Jones Stadium (Texas Tech’s stadium) today at 6 o’clock. If I was going to be in Lubbock, I should come. Reading over Date #2 just now, I left the part out where he invited me to this game the second day that I knew him. You know, when he just HAD to see me before going back to Abilene. He originally told me that the game was over Labor Day weekend and that I better make plans to go.

Needless to say, I did not go to his scrimmage tonight. I went to our high school scrimmage instead. While I was there, I met a girl who just happens to have the same great name that I have. What is funny about this is that she is and has been dating Yellow Truck for three years now. I of course did not know Yellow Trucker had a girlfriend. How was I supposed to know when he was trying to “get his mack on” with me?

Like I said, not much going on in the dating world for me. I hope you enjoyed this little update. I’ll be sure to let you know if anything else weird happens with these two.

Yellow Trucker

Starting a new job is always fun. You never know who you are going to meet and which friends you have in common. For the past two days I have been in a pointless computer training orientation. Believe it or not, the instructor asked if we all knew how to copy and paste. We are working on MAC computers so some things are different from PCs but copy and paste is a pretty simple concept. Before the copy and paste lesson, we were introduced to chatting online. You know, AIM or Bonjour (our district’s chatting that correlates with AIM).  So somehow, I remembered my screen name from AIM and the password. I only got this account when I was in the 6^th or 7^th grade. I was pretty impressed that I still knew it. I logged on with everyone else in the training. Our instructor told us to IM someone to try it out. At this time, I got a message from a guy across the room. He asked me if I understood how to chat. I told him “yeah, I learned it in the 6^th grade. I think I have it down.” Yellow Truck proceeded to make small talk with me asking about my job.

 

The instructor continued on after a few IM conversations and a phone call in the middle of our training. Yellow Truck and I made fun of her because I thought that she was being very unprofessional. I still can’t believe I had to go through this training. He continued to make small talk and asked me if I wanted a school t-shirt. Yellow Truck is a football coach by the way.  Of course I want a t-shirt! Have you seen the way I dress? If I can wear flip-flops and a school t-shirt with jeans on Friday, I’m going to. Yellow Truck said he would look for one after football practice that night. I was excited. A free t-shirt is a free t-shirt.

 

On the second day of the pointless training, I got there at 8:20 a.m. because I like to be early or at the very least, on time. The training wasn’t supposed to start until 8:30 a.m. but after at least 30 minutes of our instructor ichatting and talking on the phone AGAIN, she finally starts sometime after 9:00 a.m. Everyone is looking around and sending IMs asking why she is starting late and making a mental list of everything they could be doing right now, like SLEEPING.  It’s getting close to the end of summer. The sleeping in days are getting few.

 

Yellow Truck IMs me again. I asked him if it is his first year teaching and we talked about how much we have to do to get our classrooms ready for the school year. Very romantic if you ask me. He keeps telling me that if I need help in my classroom, he would be happy to help even though he has no idea where my school building is and he’s a first year teacher that doesn’t have his room ready yet. He hinted around about me helping him in his classroom too. I had to tell him that I have a lot to do and I’ll be pushing it to get all of my stuff ready before the first day.

 

We finally get to take a break from the wonderful training and I happened to see Yellow Truck in the hallway. He points out his classroom just incase I have time to help him later.

 

After the break, he sends me a picture of a cat with a fruit helmet. I’m thinking it was a lime that was cut out in the shape of a helmet. Weird. I guess he was using it as a conversation starter but my response was “weird, is that a cat?” 

 

I’m not really sure which day or what time during the training, it was really long and boring and pointless and I was sleepy and I didn’t get paid for this. Yellow Truck got his name because he told me that he was the cool guy that drives a bright yellow truck. He told me that if I wanted to, I could be cool too and he could give me a ride to the school sometime. Maybe go out to lunch or dinner after the evening practice was over? Yellow Truck said I would for sure get a t-shirt if I went out with him. I told you, I love a good t-shirt with flip-flops and jeans but I just don’t know if riding in cool yellow truck is worth it. I may just have to wait until my school orders some for football and buy one then.

 

I have not ridden in the cool yellow truck yet. I’m sure that if  I ever do, which is not likely, you will definitely read about it. Oh, I did survive the pointless computer training where I learned how to copy and paste and ichat! 

Date #2

About two weeks ago, I was at my sister’s house when she came in from the track and told me that I needed to go meet this guy at the weight room. (See, people trying to set me up with guys.)  She said he is 23 and plays football for a university in Abilene.  I told her that I was not going to do that. How obvious is that, really?  A few minutes later she wanted me to go with her to walk her new puppy. I decided to go because I had a workshop the next day and had no idea where I needed to go in the high school.  So, Paisley (the dog), my sister, and I set out down the block towards the high school. We get to the high school and I quickly found where my workshop would be the next day. My sister said that Paisley, whom I’m now carrying, needs a drink of water. Of course the water hose is by the weight room so we make our way over there. After Paisley stands in the water, not taking a drink, my sister goes to the door of the weight room and calls to “No Shirt.” (This name will be explained later.) He comes out of the weight room and starts to pet Paisley. I am holding her and “No Shirt" is in my personal space so I take a step back and he takes a step forward. He asked if we have Facebook and that is pretty much the end of the conversation. My sister, Paisley, and I leave and I told my sister that he must be the “touchy-feely” type because he was standing way too close for my comfort.

We get back to the house, eat supper, and I get on the computer. When I got on Facebook, “No Shirt" had already sent me a friend request so I accepted it. He immediately starts to chat with me, asking me what I’m doing tonight. I told him that it’s a small town (2A) and there is nothing to do here.  Little did I know, this small town has a drag. Yes, I said a DRAG! Apparently that’s where all the high school kids hang out so why wouldn’t two 23 year-olds want to drive down it a few times? He asked me to meet him at the tennis courts and said we would find something to do.  He has to take a shower before we meet because he lifted 3 hours ago. “No Shirt" sends me his number and conveniently gets off line so that he now gets my number when I text him to tell him I’m ready.  By the way, I got ready way before he did. He thinks he has it all figured out at this point.

We meet at the tennis courts and I get in his truck. “No Shirt” drives down the drag a few times and takes me around town to show me things like where he kept his show pigs when he was in Jr. High and High school.  Mean while, he is talking about himself and I don’t have a chance to talk.  He eventually drives through a field (not sure what was planted in this field) and parks the truck. We sat on the tailgate for a while and the mosquitoes attacked me. But have no fear “No Shirt" was here to rub his hand on my back and arm to try to keep them off of me. Too bad it grossed me out and didn’t work.  It’s getting late and I have a workshop in the morning so I asked him to take me back to my car. When I got back to my sister’s house, he was already texting me about doing something the next day.

On my lunch break of the workshop, "No Shirt" texted  me to see what I was doing for lunch and he invited me to his parent’s house to eat. I thought this was really weird so I asked him if he was sure. He was so excited about it and it was a free lunch so I went. When I get there, he opens the door without a shirt. (This is where the name “No Shirt” came from.) He just woke up (it’s 11:30am) and put jeans on, no SHIRT.  He made us sandwiches and we are eating, “No Shirt” still without a shirt, when his dad gets home. Now, his dad was not the friendliest person but I don’t blame him. Some girl that he doesn’t know is in his house eating his food and his son doesn’t have a shirt on.  Him and his dad are talking about a Soap Opera that they watch every day at lunch. I have no clue what they are talking about because I don’t watch Soap Operas. "No Shirt" gets the great idea of getting on the computer. I’m thinking “are you going to show me your Facebook friends or what?" It’s way better than that though.  We sit down and he asked me “are you on youtube?”  I said, “yeah, I’ve been on it some.” He said, “No, do you have a video on youtube?” SIDE NOTE: You know when you are talking to someone and a caution sign goes off in your head saying “GET AWAY FAST!” ? This was one of those moments. CONTINUING: I told him that I do not have a video on youtube. So he proceeds to show me all of his. I told you that he plays football for a university right? He had to show me when he took out two guys at one time on defense. Now, I live in TEXAS, we are huge football fans. I think I’ve seen this happen before. I don’t need to see it 15 times.  Then I get to see a commercial that he helped his friend make. “No Shirt“ was the buff weight lifter that screams at you to buy the product.  There is more, as if the youtube videos weren’t enough… I get to see a bunch of pictures then he starts playing different songs and sings to all of them.  Finally I tell him I have to go back to my workshop and he walks outside and hugs me like he’s known me forever. 

“No Shirt” sends me text messages throughout the next couple of hours of my workshop and wants to know when I get out so we can go swimming.  I go back to my sister’s house after my workshop and he tells me that he needs to go workout sometime today. So I get the great idea that he can go workout, I’ll take a nap, then we can go swimming.  I end up taking a 4 hour nap to avoid this guy. My phone is ringing and I’m getting text messages every 5 minutes but I ignore all of it and continue to sleep. I finally get up and check my messages to find out that he wanted me to go eat supper with his family.  Thank goodness, I’ve already missed that! Bummer, I've missed swimming too. He calls me again and to be nice, I answer the phone. His job called and he has to be at work in Abilene tomorrow morning.  (I breathed a sigh of relief at that.)  But, he HAS to see me before he leaves tonight. (Did I mention that he just met me YESTERDAY! And no, I'm not making this up. He told me that he really wanted to see me before he leaves.) "No Shirt" asked if he could stop by my sister’s house on his way out of town. He pulls up and I walk outside. I sit in his truck for maybe 10 minutes. He is actually wearing a shirt this time but it’s an Aggie shirt. Big turn off. He reaches over and grabs my hand. He makes some comment like “wow, your nails are real.”  I thought everyone had “real” nails.  I pull my hand back and told him that he better get on the road. It’s getting late. He texted on the way home and I got a call when he got home. 

A few days later I went home to my parent’s house. "No Shirt" texted me to see how his hometown was and I told him I didn’t know. I wasn’t there. He thought that I should drive to Abilene and hang out with him but unfortunately I already had plans with my friends.  This all happened about two weeks ago and I’m still getting the occasional text message and Facebook message from “No Shirt.” You would think that he could take a hint. But then again, he didn’t know any better about putting on a shirt when a girl comes over to eat.  So the lesson I’ve learned and I hope you have learned is “No shoes, no shirt, no second date.” 

Date #1

This is not my first date ever. It just happens to be the first date that I want to tell you about. I've know this guy for several years. We actually met in grade school. My family moved after I met him and we didn't get back in touch until last year. Thanks to Facebook, I messaged him because I was looking for a job. We ended up talking pretty much every day on the phone. After a month or two, I mentioned a concert that I wanted to go to and I invited him and his friends. I'm pretty sure he never asked his friends to go but I can't confirm it. So we lived 5 hours from each other and we were going to meet in Fort Worth for this concert. He takes it upon himself to get me a hotel room and he was going to stay with a friend. It just so happens that this friend had family coming down and he couldn't stay there anymore. How convenient for him. My room had a king sized bed and a pull out couch. 

So I met him on a Thursday and he took me out to eat at Saltgrass Steak House. I'm a big fan of wine so he wanted to get wine after eating. Did I mention he had now invited himself to stay with me in my hotel room? Umm yeah, so we went back to the room and I was ready to go to sleep. I didn't even want to drink the wine at this point. I get ready to go to sleep and get in the king sized bed. He decides that he's not tired yet so he sits on my bed and starts talking and flirting with me. I told him I was tired so I rolled over and acted like I was asleep already. He takes that as an invitation to lay down too. He thinks that I'm asleep so he puts his arm over me trying to cuddle or something. At this point, I'm wondering if this weekend will ever end and this is only the first night. 

The next day, Friday,  we go to the movies. Later, he wants to take a walk by the river that just happens to be outside of the hotel. Now, I'm a NOT the romantic "lovey dovey" type. It just happens to be at the end of AUGUST in TEXAS! Which means that it is at least 100 DEGREES! If anyone this this is actually a good idea, please let me know so that I can tell you that you are WRONG! It's way too hot and a stupid idea at that. We go back to the room after about 5 minutes and he wants to try the wine that I picked out so he attempts to open it. Right then I knew he wasn't a wine drinker. If you can't open the bottle right, you are very experienced at drinking it. Although, I was told by him that he loves wine. So I finally have to open the bottle for him. I have a glass and I start to freak out. He's trying to flirt and he's pretty "touchy feely" which I don't care for unless I actually like you. So I of course text my sister and tell her that this whole thing is really WEIRD! I have to leave the hotel room to go talk to her in the hall. We decided that I just needed to tell him that I just got out of a serious relationship and I just wasn't ready for this yet. Oh, did I mention that while I was telling him this, I'm a little emotionally disturbed? Yes, I was crying in a hotel room, drinking wine, and telling this guy that I don't like him. Maybe I'm the weird one... just a thought. 

So the next day, we went to the concert. The concert was a blast even though it was at least 100 degrees with no shade and a lot of drunk people. Yes, he still took me to it even though I was not interested in him.

Since you don't know me, I need to tell you that I'm a huge Texas country music fan. The concert was outside of Billy Bob's with pretty much all TX country singers. Date #1 doesn't know much about TX country music even though he told me on the phone that he did. I'm sensing a pattern here. I think he was bored but I had a good time. While I was there, I just happen to run into a guy that I met while I was in high school. I think he's always had a thing for me... or maybe more so for my dad? (My life is weird.)  He's a nice guy and I was happy to have someone else to talk to at this point. I also ran into another guy that I met in high school. So I had "Date #1", guy that likes my dad "M", and I'll call the 3rd guy "C" all talking to me at this concert. I was having a lot of fun, who wouldn't with 3 guys attention on you. At one point I got kind of quiet. It was probably 8:00 pm and we got to the concert at 12:00 pm. Remember that it was really hot and drinks were involved. I got tired so I stopped talking. Date #1 takes it upon himself  to pull me over to the side away from M and C to make sure I'm okay.  Get this, I'm really short so he bends over and puts his hands on his knees like a little league coach would do to a 5 year old and looks me in my eyes. He is really worried about me. I told him I was fine and started walking back to where M and C were. 

After the concert we went back to the hotel room. He slept on the couch and I woke up super early to drive home.  He called a few times after that but he finally got the hint that it wasn't going to work out with us. 

Why I'm blogging.

After ending a long relationship that was always up and down, on again off again, I began dating. I am definitely not looking to go on dates. However, I found out that many people are looking to set up a 23 year old with somebody. Now, this somebody, can be ANYBODY as long as they are breathing. I will give more details about this later. I think that you will agree with me that it can be anybody. Let me tell you, there are some weirdos out there. Lucky me, I have met a lot of them.