Man I've just had really bad luck with flakiness lately. In particular one person I was actually surprisingly very excited to meet on tinder just vanished one day after delaying a date we had planned. I think she met someone because I wracked my brain and really couldn't think of anything I could have done to make her change her mind like that.
Her profile about me just said "buy me sushi" which I thought was really funny - I told her about this really nice sushi place in town and agreed to go, and since it's right across the road from a lake/trail we were gonna take some photos (I'm a photographer and she's gorgeous so I was super excited for this haha) and walk and talk. Night before we were texting back and forth and she ends with "good night, see you tomorrow!
" Next day she texts me like five hours before the scheduled time and says she got called into work, she's really sorry, she might have a day off the following weekend and "we can make something work". Later that evening I text her asking "how was work" and she never replied. Texted again a few days later asking if she was still interested and I didn't get a response there either. I know it's not my fault and it's just luck but man, that really bummed me out.
Other day I went to a big college party for the first time. I've partied plenty of times before (and really enjoy it, people have straight up told me that I'm the life of the party) but never a big thing with strangers. I felt extremely uncomfortable for the first hour or so because of my social anxiety (I'm a very open and friendly person
once I've become at least slightly familiar with you but just approaching someone and saying hello, initiating the convo, is extremely difficult for me possibly because of childhood stuff idk) and I wasn't drunk enough for it to go away. They didn't have any liquor at the party either... just a single keg of Natural Light (barf) I had to wait 15 minutes in line to get a single cup of.
I did meet a cute girl, I spent a few hours talking with her and her sister. Then she had to go to the bathroom and asked if I could come with her (it was crowded in the house) - in the hall there was a line to the bathroom and in the middle this HUGE guy who had to be at least 300 lb (I'm like 150) was drunkenly stumbling around and yelling. Put his fists up at one point which really scared me. Everyone in the hall was super nervous trying to keep him cool so nobody got hurt, and she turned and hugged me really tight - I hugged back and turned us around so that I was between her and the dude just in case he got dangerous. I'm not gonna lie I was scared shitless but nothing happened. After a few moments passed I let go and tried to diffuse the situation with another dude by shouldering both his arms (other dude was on the opposite side) and walking him out. She said it was sweet of me to come with her.
From then we just hung out alone. Wish we had more to drink. Not for her really but just for me - social anxiety and some past experiences with girls just make me really self conscious and nervous. I'm trying to work on it. I know I'm a funny dude and I have a lot of friends who love spending time with me but I think just past bad experiences imprinted ya feel me? When I'm decently drunk all that goes away and I'm just naturally more charming I guess - I've honestly noticed I make friends with people I've never seen in my life SUPER easily and naturally when I've had enough to drink haha. Anyway tho they were all out of even the crappy beer so later that night they finally came back with another keg. She asks if I want to go get a drink and I hesitate. I'd have to wait a few minutes for just one cup when I would need like five to get where I wanted to be lol, and it tasted like garbage anyway. "Eehh, it's getting a bit late, maybe I should just st-" "nah we're drinking". She grabs my hand and walks me to the keg lol. As we're waiting in line we still held hands which was nice and just chatted. I talked about a Syrian dish I really liked and she said I should come cook it sometime. A bit after that one drink though one of her friends came by and said they were leaving. I was really bummed. I genuinely feel like if I'd had more than a few beers I could have worked up the courage to make a move faster but she left before I could really do anything. I texted her a bit that night, we exchanged IG/Snapchat usernames and such.
What sucks is I texted her like two days later asking if she wanted to get lunch and she just didn't reply. It's been a few days now. Oddly enough she added me back on Snapchat
after I sent that? Idk. I guess I'll text her again when I get out of work today to ask if there's any parties going on this weekend and just drop it if she ignores again. I guess it's possible she just forgot to reply - I do that myself sometimes.
Anyway just thought I'd share a story since I really like reading the ones y'all post.
