Downtown Duesche

ImageThere is a breed of guy I absolutely despise.  Its the guy who lives downtown and is always out and about on the hunt for women.  Last week, out of boredom, I sent a text to someone I had been talking to briefly to grab a quick drink.  I kept putting off the meeting because something I just sensed something cocky about him.  Anyhow, he invited me down to a familiar bar where I know the manager so I felt comfortable enough to go. 

When I go there, I didn’t see him right off the bat.  I sat at the bar for about 10 minutes waiting for him to reply to my text to tell me where he was.  Finally, I turned around and realized he was right behind me.  I met him at the table he was sitting and as soon as I got there, he asked me if I wanted a drink.  At the bar, we grabbed my signature vodka tonic and a shot.  When we got back to the table, he started his spiel about how hot I was.  He mentioned, he lived downtown and I joked, well, at least you don’t have to drive.  His hands were all over me.  I knew something was wrong.  He then said that since I was drinking, I should just go home with him.  If there’s anything I know about dating, do not go home with a guy on the first night?!!?  You will have a one night stand and there is a very high probability, he will not call you again. 

As he went on and on about his downtown apartment, I got bored.  I honestly don’t care about what you have or where you live.  Make me laugh, intrigue me, say something interesting.  I have the tendency to want to wander or people watch when I’m bored.  You can ask my closest friends.  My ADD was definitely kicking in.  If a bunny rabbit ran in front of me, I probably would had chased it. 

In the midst of talking, he asked me what I perceived of him.  I told him the truth, that he came off like an a$$hole.  I knew this would offend him but at this point, I started not to care.  He kind of laughed it off then told me he knew why I was on an online dating site.  Referring to the fact that I might be insecure because according to him, only insecure people people-watch.  After I was offended, he told me he had to go to the bathroom.  I waited for him on watch because his friend conveniently started a conversation with me.  I think he knew there was no way I was sleeping with him because when he came back he started talking to another girl at the bar.  I was already annoyed, so I told his friend I needed to go to the bathroom, which was a lie.  I walked right out the door and back to my car.

This kind of guy is only concerned about getting laid and finding a girl stupid enough to fall for his antics.  His nice car, his downtown condo, the fact he’s getting the girl drunk.  Be wary, this guy is not interested in you.  He won’t ask you questions about your life or how you feel or he’s not interested in talking at all.  I knew my instincts were right on point when I sent him a text (because I’m way too nice) saying I left because you just wanted to get laid.  He replied, “Yes”.

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  • Why do women need so much control? - Val's Bytes September 21, 2015 at 11:22 pm

    […] up to do. He is not trying to take your power or make you less of a woman(unless he’s a total deuche). What makes you a woman is something else. It’s the fact that you can take on 20 tasks at a time […]

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  • Why do women need control? - Val's Bytes September 21, 2015 at 11:25 pm

    […] up to do. He is not trying to take your power or make you less of a woman(unless he’s a total deuche). What makes you a woman is something else. It’s the fact that you can take on 20 tasks at a time […]

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