"Him" being all guys. None of them right now interest me. I'm over it. Done.
Yet, in a moment of naivety, I told a guy-friend that I would meet him for a drink tonight after my hair appointment. Seemed innocent enough. A drink. That's all. Even though we have never met one-on-one for a drink, I have seen him out countless times and he's always nice and fun to talk to. Never has hit on me. Always platonic. [note - I think that Duck Boy is an ideal name for him]
So I waltz into the downtown bar/restaurant that he wanted to meet at, hair all "did" - cut and darker. Hair looking pretty great, if I may say so myself....
But my hair is irrelevant.
Where was I? Oh, yes... I arrived at the bar/restaurant, and he greets me at the bar. And tells me that he has decided he was hungry, so he made reservations for us to have dinner.
Mind you, several reasons why I was not happy about this ... a) I am NOT interested in this guy AT ALL. Why? For starters, 3 years my junior. Not to mention countless other reasons why I like him, um, not at all. b) dinner meant a commitment. As in, at LEAST an hour commitment. And with the way I feel about the male gender right now, that was about, um, 45 minutes longer than I had the patience for. c) I was highly annoyed that he just assumed dinner was OK by me. d) I'm dieting (because helllllooooo, chubby Bossy not doing so hot in the male department) so dinner at a semi-fancy restaurant automatically means too many calories - in the form of yummy bread and olive oil, chef's courtesy little nibblet, rich creamy sauces, and wine.
When did I become so STUPID as to fall for such a simple trick as that?
Bossy needs to get her A-Game back on.
OH, btw... I am not cynical or bitter or anything like that. I'm sad. And in feeling sad about the recent events, the last thing I wanted to do was deal with another guy. What I really wanted to do was go home, put PJs on, and cry. Yes, feeling sorry for myself. And picturing myself with 100 cats (well, probably dogs) for the rest of my life. I think that true love and romance and all that "feel good" stuff does happen to most people. I just don't know that it's in the stars for me.
yes, very "half-empty glass," I know... Deal with it though. It's me for another day or two.
