The Worst Series of Encounters Pt. 2

Remember Part 1? 

It’s been such a long time since I’ve blogged, I had to look at my most recent post. Sadly and shamefully, it’s dated May 29. It is now nearing the end of summer. 

Goodness gracious! How time has flown. 

Anyway, back to the series of worst encounters (ever), if I may add… 

So as Renxkyoko pointed out…maybe he needs a second chance? First dates hardly go well…right?

Well, the following Saturday we were scheduled to hang out. I say scheduled because it was a group event. 

Oh how I love group events. It allows me the freedom to either personalize my attention to one person….or to the group. 

So. Saturday. My sister’s college had this rally going on and since my cousin works at her school his family was going to be there. 

More specifically his daughters who are 2 years old and 11 months. (At the time, they were those ages 🙂 )

Kyleigh (2y)

Kloeigh (11mos)

 Before I pick up the kiddos, I drop off my sister around 9am to help set-up. 

I’m sitting in my car relaxing. I’ve got the seat back and I’m leaning back. 

I receive a text. ‘Hey. What you up to?’

Me: Nm. 

I’m relaxing in my car right? And when I’m in my car it should be as if I’m in my own home. Doing what I want…right?

Well, I’m in my car and I’m stretching, getting comfortable, cracking my lower back. . .

Text: Why are your hands waving in the air. 

Me: O M G . . . FREAK OUT! 

Who is this guy? and why is he watching me!?!?!?!

EEEEEWWWWW!!!!! 

Now, I’m upset. I pull out my phone and text and call everyone I can think of who would be available to talk at this very moment so I can vent. 

I find someone in a few minutes and before baring my soul, I look around to make sure no one is standing too close to my car just in case I get too loud as I vent. 

O M G . . . there HE IS! 

About 500 feet from my car, standing under a tree, with a friend, FACING MY CAR!!!!

Now I’m really upset! I let him have it through her (my friend on the phone!) LOL

And yes… I’m attending this group event later on in the evening and he is going to be there!

I ignore him the rest of the time I’m there with the kiddos.

Oh and I definitely gained another shadow that day.

Walk over this way with one of the kids… and someone will follow and stand around that area.

Walking over the other way and yup… there he is walking over the other way…

(Although I have tunnel vision my friend conveniently noticed. Actually she said it was so obvious and for my friend to notice that it HAD to be obvious. Her tunnel vision is worse than mine!)

To end the rally… I’m standing a bit close by to a circle he is in and he turns to me…

HIM: Hey Mel, what time are we meeting up tonight. 

Me: I don’t know. Text darlene I won’t be answering my phone tonight. 

WAIT A MINUTE! Did anyone notice anything weird?

HE CALLED ME MEL! 

EXCUSE ME! How long have I known you? Yet again, how many times have we spoken to each other?

Part 3 coming soon. . . I promise this time, it will be soon 🙂 

Blogging about this definitely gets me all irked up again! LOL

The Worst Series of Encounters Pt. 1

I think enough time has passed that I can safely blog about the recent happenings of my life…

Specifically the dating aspect of it.

Remember my “Boy, Do Me A Favor, Please” posts?

There was a more specific reason for those posts.

Let’s skip over to the first “date”.

I’m heading over to the coffee shop for my date with ex-marine, 20 minutes before I’m supposed to be there I get a text… “Hey, I’m on my way”

5 minutes later a.k.a. 15 minutes before we’re supposed to meet up… “Hey, I’m inside.”

My first thought: He’s early…

My second thought: OMG. He’s 15 minutes early.

My spiraling thoughts: Oh great. He’s way too excited. 10 minutes is ok but 15 minutes?! O me. What have I gotten myself into.

I walk into the back of the coffee shop because I know this boy is waiting for me in the front.

Correct, I walk up and he’s staring at the front door each time it opens. (Mind you there are glass windows)

Anyway, I say “Hey”

We don’t talk about anything substantial at least not worth blogging about…just yet.

The boy looks like he just woke up so I comment on it…

“Did you just wake up or something?”

Him: What? No, I took a nap earlier and woke up around 6:30.

Blabber blabber blabber

Melanie yawns… to cover up I say something stupid…

“Oh I’m so sorry. It’s probably after 9.”

::Looks at cell phone for time::

8:40 p.m.

My thoughts:  oh great what do i say to cover that?

Me: It’s been such a long day for me. I haven’t been home since 7am.

I don’t know what he says but we continue our conversation for 15 more minutes…

It just goes downhill from here…

He asks… When is your birthday?

Me: uhm… in the summer…

Him: Ok..when?

Me: In the summer time. I don’t really tell people my birthday. It’s not even on my facebook..

Him: I know. Nothing is on your facebook actually.

Me: What are you a facebook stalker?

Him: No…i don’t jump facebook profiles!

A few minutes pass….

Him: So what kind of music do you like?

Melanie’s thought: OMG this is the most controversial subject anyone can ask on a first date.

After this subject….

Him: So what else is there?

Me: Uhm, what? What do you mean?

Him: You know…what else is there to know about you?

WOW!!!! Here’s this cheat sheet it’s called: All about Melanie. I totally typed it out for you. 

 

stay tuned…there’s more horrendous to come.

 

Hard to believe, huh?

 

Boy, do me a favor, PLEASE!

I’ve had my share of dates the past month. One of the things that really irk me is that guys don’t really study up on a girl when they are given a chance. You can see my in my element, my environment. Me talking with my friends, me talking with adults, me sitting by myself, me playing with the kids. You can kinda get a feel of who i am. Do a little psycho-analysis. Please.

 

This is for all the guys that don’t want to do the homework…

Oh, me helping you means you’ve just slid into the friend category. Sorry 😦

 

Please talk intelligently. I’m not asking you to use big words; I’m asking you to use complete sentences. We were taught what complete sentences consist of in grade school. We have practiced complete sentences all our lives, do not start now to talk in incomplete sentences. I do not care if it’s a simple, complex, compound, complex-compound sentence; just make sure it is a sentence.

Do not make fun of other people in front of me. I have a sense of humor but my sense of humor does not consist of making fun of another or stepping on another person to put self above another. Some people are very witty. If you don’t know what witty means or what it consists of: you’re not witty and that means I don’t think you’re funny.

Do not buy me with your money. I always try to believe it’s the thought that counts. Anyone can flash around money and throw it down for everyone else. I notice when you’ve put thought into a gift or a date. Anyone can pick a place and pay for it but it really takes time and effort to make a date memorable but enjoyable.

Don’t refer to me as “man/dude”. Better yet don’t use the words “man/dude/bro”, etc in your conversation. I hardly use those words when I converse with you please do the same.

I just want to help, let me. I don’t know what it is with guys and not letting me plug-in the address to a gps so we can quickly start driving to our destination. I just want to help, I’m not trying to take over. Don’t be offended when I take something out of your already full hands, I know you are capable but I just want to help. I’m not expecting you to be perfect and mr. macho man. If that’s what you want to be though, you’re trying to woo the wrong girl.

Do not mock me. If there is one thing I hate is being mocked. The next thing I hate is being mocked with a high girly pitched voice.

Get your focus of yourself, now. Stop worrying if I like you or if you’re doing it all wrong because you are. I look for friends. I want a friend before I attach boy to the beginning of the word ‘friend’. If you won’t be my friend first and allow me to talk nonstop about stupid things and let me get comfortable around you, it will not work. EVER. Then you won’t notice that I’m really quiet and answer with mono-syllabic answers. You won’t notice that I haven’t answered your text 3 hours later. When I start talking to you again it means you’ve slid further away from boyfriend material and into friend category.

Sometimes, I want you to let me be. People have bad days. I do not need you to try to make me laugh. I just want you to listen to me vent or to just talk about something else other than my situation. I don’t need you to make me laugh. If you really wanted to brighten my day we would go do something. It doesn’t have to be fancy but something little, simple, and nice.

Do not say the same joke over and over again. After you’ve said it the second time, it’s no longer funny. After you’ve said it for 3 weeks in a row, I will hit the delete contact on my phone, Facebook, email, etc. Every now and then repeat the joke but every time we hang out? Get another joke and use it once.

Lastly, but the most important, Do NOT try to impress me. You WILL fail. It irks me to no end. It rubs me the wrong way. I will start to ignore you. I will run away when I see you.

 

So, this is the basics of Melanie. I know, it’s far from basic but that’s why I’m still single. Honest, I’m not hard to please; I just want and need to know: I’m worth it-he risk of being wooed and courted even if it doesn’t work out between us. Call me old-fashioned but that’s me, Melanie.

Girl Fail #2. Best Buy.

Ok read this if you missed #1. Click Here

I went to Best Buy today. I called before hand to make sure he was there and he knew I was coming.

When I got there he was helping another customer so I left and went to the mall. Came back and he was still helping someone (different person now). This time I waited. My siblings were there walking around talking with me, etc. Well, he got up and told me he’d be right with me, he’s almost done.

So, I give him my receipt etc. He does the transaction. I asked him how his weekend was. He worked the whole weekend but that will change when he starts school. He’ll only be working one day a week. He asked how mine was. Then he asked if I worked. I told him I was off today because of MLK. He said I wonder if I get time and a half since it’s a holiday.

I asked if others have come back with problems with the phone I had. He said No i think it’s just you. Pretty sure I was somewhat found out. I totally failed. I couldn’t use it in my favor!

Fast forward to end of the transaction. He said well maybe I’ll see you again if the phone doesn’t work out. Then i said well if it does, here’s my number and I walked away.

I couldn’t for the life of me think of anything else to say or do. I didn’t linger and see his facial expression etc.

My psychoanalysis? It was so awkward for me at least. I’m not going to get a phone call but hey! I can cross of give a guy my number off my bucket list 🙂

Welcome to my Randomness XXVII

**This was written yesterday**

I wrote a guest post for Marlize last month. Read here: http://everygirlscorner.wordpress.com/2011/01/08/melanie/

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I took a 2 hour long nap yesterday when I came home from work.

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I am now sitting at Renae’s house chilling on her new sofas. 🙂

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She’s preggo and I’m SO EXCITED FOR HER!

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I went to Best Buy yesterday ready to give the dude my number. He wasn’t there.

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I’m going later today or tomorrow. I need to get a new phone. My phone is wack. I have a legit excuse. He better be there. LOL

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So my wacko phone. I was talking to a friend one night while charging my phone and it randomly shut off. Twice it did that in the span of 30 minutes.

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The next day I tried out my phone again. This time when dialing the numbers the screen blanked out and the light wouldn’t turn on and I couldn’t turn my phone off. It did that twice.

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The next day my screen blacked out and randomly opened an application I did not choose.

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Apparently, my phone is itching to get back to Best Buy. UGH FAIL.

Just hope he’s there when I go in.

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Oh and they didn’t have any of my phones in stock when I went on Friday (last night)

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I have missed you my blogging friends. Hopefully I will get into a routine of blogging again with this new job.

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