I present to you a complete text message conversation spanning two days with, well, a jerk. Let me set the scene: We matched on Tinder and it took me a good bit of messaging back and forth to convince him to come to a special SF Symphony performance involving the NFL for our first date. Days following our outing, which I thought was fun, I received news that my friend Marques had been killed and at that moment, all science stopped, for obvious reasons.
I know myself well enough now to realize that when put in this situation, I will ferociously pursue a guy, even if he kinda sucks, just to get the validation What?
They say acceptance is the first part of recovery, right? I write him off and go to Atlanta for a funeral and have some feelings and come home and have more feelings and by now a few weeks have gone by without hearing from Jasonthecoolest and I pretty much forget about him… …until earlier this week at around 7: Where did this kinda-asshole come from?
So I play along: So, I decide to get real because at this point, I have nothing to lose. A few things here: My trip to Atlanta was to attend a funeral, asshole. Get your shit together. To his credit, this is surely what he was hoping would happen. I know, I know. What was I thinking? That was a lie. By then end of it, I have confused myself into thinking I am somehow still intrigued enough by this person to think I might actually want to see him this weekend.
Later that night after mulling over the entire conversation and checking in a bit deeper with myself, I realize I am crazy. Rather than letting him know right away, I sit on that and wait until he inevitably texts me again, which happens to be the very next night: Wait, what are you doing here dude?
Did you forget about Bruce? And then things go downhill very quickly: One of my guys from Settl? This is when it becomes very clear to me he is trying to neg me. Not familiar with negging? So I screenshot the conversation from just one day ago and send it to him and laugh for a second about how sending a picture of a text message in a text message is ridiculous.
Ridiculous just like this jerk! At this point, I am over this guy. They also sometimes work on me and I know this, so I try to avoid them at all cost. I did not respond back to Jasonthecoolest, so I suppose this entire post could be considered my response. And you know what your biggest mistake was? Continuing to be a jerk to a woman with a blog and balls bigger than yours. So over a year after this post was written, JasontheCoolest still manages to find the time to troll me.
Every morning I wake up to a slew of emails about my recent password reset requests and text messages with verification codes. I know he really loves this post I wrote, so thought I would bring it back up to the top, for all to enjoy. Feel free to share far and wide!