Anything but.
Let me tell you about Phone Psycho Guy.
Firstly, I should have learned my lesson last summer from Indifferent Guy, in that, if I'm not attracted to a guy, then I should NOT let him pursue me.
But I'm sometimes slow to learn. And I have this stupid theory that an average-looking guy is going to be nicer than a cute guy. Not true.
Anyway, I let this average-guy, Monty, start texting me, with the stupidly hopeful notion, that he might somehow over time, get cuter and fun.
Didn't happen.
In fact, he texted me too much, to the point where I started blowing him off.
Until, I got this snarky text, "What are you doing this weekend? I suppose you're busy."
Which I was. And I didn't like that tone, so I replied something to the effect that I was indeed "busy."
He in turn said that I must be a "homo-guy"or a ""sick chick with issues"" because I always take too long to text him back, and probably didn't even want to meet him.
Uh, yeah, duh. And are you effing kidding me--you're calling me a dude? I texted him that I wished people wouldn't hide behind electronics.which led to him calling me on my cell.
And proceeding to YELL at me. Why? He was yelling/demanding why am I even on a dating-website if I never want to meet anyone or be bothered to text back promptly. Hey, great way to impress!
Hello? Yelling at me. I let him yell about 10 seconds more while I sat there in shock. Then I promptly said, "Monty, I'm afraid you're too combative for my taste--take care (which always means fuck you)," then I hung up on him.
Amazing. I wonder if him and Felon Guy are roommates? LOL. Stay tuned.
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