Ghosted
Ghosting is this new thing where the person your talking to (or dating) just disappears because they are too chicken to say it's not working or they found a better option. It's a crap way to behave and thanks to technology it's a growing thing.
I recently went on a couple dates with a guy. On our last date we went to Olive Garden. I'm pretty sure he thought we were going to a really classy place... so I think we're going to call this guy Never Ending Pasta. You'll never guess what he ordered.
Anyway, Never Ending Pasta and I were supposed to go to the local hockey team game. They're in the playoffs and I got seats on the glass to have an amazing view of the game. The deal was I'd get the tickets and he'd get dinner before the game. I texted about midday, called in the early afternoon. No response. He ghosted me, never called or texted back. I went to the game, had a couple drinks (thought I was SUPER COOL drinking beer with a straw) with my amazing friends, even had late night Mexican dinner afterwards. I went home and proceeded to delete and block him from everywhere, my phone, Facebook, messenger... everything. Screw you dude, I'm over it.
Sunday came and went. This morning his name shows up on my Plenty of Fish account as he's sent a message... here's how that conversation went:
In all honestly I wanted to tell him I hope that he drowns in his never ending bowl of pasta, but I tried to be the bigger person and take a higher-ish road. I reread my "knowing your worth" blog and realized I'm worth a lot more than this dude has to offer. Sorry, not sorry Never Ending Pasta guy. In the words of a good friend this morning... Thank you, Next!
I recently went on a couple dates with a guy. On our last date we went to Olive Garden. I'm pretty sure he thought we were going to a really classy place... so I think we're going to call this guy Never Ending Pasta. You'll never guess what he ordered.
Anyway, Never Ending Pasta and I were supposed to go to the local hockey team game. They're in the playoffs and I got seats on the glass to have an amazing view of the game. The deal was I'd get the tickets and he'd get dinner before the game. I texted about midday, called in the early afternoon. No response. He ghosted me, never called or texted back. I went to the game, had a couple drinks (thought I was SUPER COOL drinking beer with a straw) with my amazing friends, even had late night Mexican dinner afterwards. I went home and proceeded to delete and block him from everywhere, my phone, Facebook, messenger... everything. Screw you dude, I'm over it.
Sunday came and went. This morning his name shows up on my Plenty of Fish account as he's sent a message... here's how that conversation went:
In all honestly I wanted to tell him I hope that he drowns in his never ending bowl of pasta, but I tried to be the bigger person and take a higher-ish road. I reread my "knowing your worth" blog and realized I'm worth a lot more than this dude has to offer. Sorry, not sorry Never Ending Pasta guy. In the words of a good friend this morning... Thank you, Next!
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