OK Cupid update.

So, I’ve met up with two people from OK Cupid so far. Which I feel like is a pretty good record.

The first person I met up with was “Beard Guy,” and we went to a karaoke competition, which was really fun. I met him around 9:30 on a Wednesday night, and stayed drinking/talking/watching until 1:30 am. Yeah, I was really exhausted the next day, but it was a lot of fun.

That same Thursday, I met up for coffee with “Outdoorsy Guy.” I wasn’t sure what to expect, because he asked me for coffee right away, so I didn’t know much about him, and he had a whopping ONE picture online that was kind of far away.

Turns out he’s from Iran, and he was in the states on a visa, because he was getting his PHD in petroleum engineering. He had recently learned English, so I had a little trouble understanding him, but at first our conversation was fairly decent. Then, he started asking me about the things I like to write on… I told him love, dating, relationships… and he looked up my blog (not this one) and column… and said…

“Don’t you want to write about something more serious?”

Like, what, petroleum engineering?

I was pretty much done with the conversation at that point, but I finished my coffee and politely said I had to get back to work.

He asked for my number, and this is where things get awkward. I didn’t have any interest in seeing him again, but what was I supposed to say? No, I don’t want you to have my number?

So I gave it to him, and of course he called me right then, so I would have his.

He texted me the following day, and when I didn’t reply, he sent me a shitty text about how rude I was. Then, a few days later, he was reading my blog, and sent me a text regarding it — umm okay, so you thought my blog was silly, yet you’re reading it, and you BLOCKED me on Ok Cupid, yet still texting me.

#ByeFelicia

I met up with the beard guy for a second date — dinner and a movie.

It was fun, but I just wasn’t feeling a spark. I decided that ultimately, I just cannot seriously date someone who works in the service industry. And I don’t say that to be judgy — I’ve worked nearly 10 years in the service industry. But the schedule, and the lifestyle, just doesn’t mesh with mine.

I think he was feeling the same vibe, and we talked about it and decided to remain friends.

Since then, I’ve started talking to a few other guys, that I’m hoping to meet. So far, I still think this is a good experience — I’m learning a ton about what I want in a relationship!

I haven’t forgotten about The Bachelorette!

I know I pretty much dropped the ball when it comes to Tweeting or even commenting on The Bachelorette… but I’ve still been watching it. Seriously, no matter how much that show pisses me off, I still get sucked in to watching it every single season!

Tonight is the hometown visits, and I feel like THIS is when things really start getting good — we really get to see who these guys are. I don’t know about you, but I’m rooting for Josh; he’s fine as hell, and he seems genuine. Nick on the other hand, not so genuine.

Anyway, how was everyone’s 4th?

Per usual, all of my “coupled” friends went out of town for a couples trip (I didn’t know people really did that, but they do), and I was left to my own devices. I ended up going to the gym in the morning, going to the grocery (to purchase a gallon of wine), and setting up shop outside on the roof of my building.

I had a lawn chair, beach towel, wine, chips & dip, and a good romance novel. It was actually quite nice. I felt like a little bit of a loser, then I really was just enjoying my time relaxing and getting to read a good book.

I started to get a sunburn after just a few hours, so I came inside and caught a good nap before grilling some kebabs and corn on the cob. It was a good day.

Meanwhile, I cannot remember how much I’ve said on this blog about me creating a profile on OK Cupid? If I haven’t mentioned it, then now you know and I’ll have some explaining to do for next time.

Anyway, amidst all of the people I’m meeting and talking to online, I kind of started talking to someone from my past — don’t worry it’s not an ex! Instead, it is a guy I had a crush on in high school. We’ll call him Pickles, because that is what I call him, anyway.

Pickles and I had our first real run in in high school at winter formal my freshman year. Gizzy was my date, and during every slow song we would run into the bathroom and hide because it seemed like we were the only ones without a person to dance with.

But when one slow song started, Pickles asked me to dance. And I’m pretty sure I’ve been hooked ever since. He is unconventionally cute, with blonde hair, and a coy smile.

In college, I saw him a few times during visits with other friends. But it wasn’t until a few years ago that I started thinking of him, and started wondering what he was up to.

So I sent him a message on Facebook… but it went with no response, and so I figured he wasn’t interested. No big deal. About a year later, I started to wonder again. But since my first message went ignored, I didn’t write another.

Until last week. I figured what the hell, and reached out to him via Twitter. And within two hours, he called me.

We’ve been texting and talking every day since then, and when I go see Gizzy at the end of the month, I’m going to stop for a drink with him, too.

I don’t want to pitch it as more than it is… I know he lives far away, and I think the visit will be telling — there’s got to be a spark, you know! But, either way, I’m really excited to see an old friend.

Alright, here goes…

Hey yoooooooo!

I’m really glad to say that I’m feeling a lot better this week. After being so stressed out last week, I decided to hunker down over the weekend and get a TON of work done, which resulted in earning some extra cash to help me pay some bills.

The weight is slowing being lifted.

Meanwhile, these past two months, I’ve totally just been feeling BORED with myself. Yes, I’ve got friends and I’m still going to the gym and blogging and my freelance work, and my regular job, but I’m still just always by myself, and sometimes I feel like I’m just sick of hanging out with myself!

I mean I’m cool, but… not that cool.

And so, I decided to make another profile for online dating.

If you recall, last summer I spent 30 days, and also 30 dollars, just to email a ton of people, meet one, and ultimately be REJECTED by him after just one coffee meetup.

It was stupid and I felt like I paid money to get rejected and feel like shit about myself, when I do that for free on a regular basis.

But since I decided to go with a free online dating option, I feel way less pressure. I feel like even if I just meet people to talk to or to hang out with, that would be really cool.

Having said that, I’ve been on the dating site for less than 48 hours, and I’m happy to say that 41 different dudes have messaged me.

Of course, not all of them are winners. I’m having a few solid conversations though. Here’s the rundown:

1. OutdoorsyGuy

He’s 31, studying at the school I went to, getting his phd. That’s pretty much all I know about him, and we are getting coffee Thursday morning.

2. TattooGuy

Also 31, his birthday was today. He has lots of tattoos. Seems cute, funny. Exchanged probably 20 messages so far.

3. SportsGuy

37. Sports blogger. Pretty cute in a way that I’ve never experienced. Definitely cool to talk to.

4. BeardGuy

33. Beard Guy I am completely digging. Like major. He actually already knows who I am because we have some mutual friends, but I don’t recall actually “meeting” him. So far, he just seems super laid back and cool, and into going on dates, and really likes music. Because of this, he manages a live music venue. Bad for scheduling… and I mean, service industry. I kind of have a bad taste in my mouth from my ex with that… but I feel like I’ll just see where this goes. Right now we’re just messaging… I am hoping he’ll want to meet soon!

Eeek!

See? Look how exciting this is!

I think I’m having an anxiety attack.

Ugh, I’m so sorry that this blog has now become the place I go to when I need to bitch about my job, but lately, that’s all that’s been going on in my life, which is really sad and pathetic, I know.

Yesterday, I filled out my annual evaluation and my boss updated my job description (for a second time) to reflect the work I actual do. She said we’re going to meet sometime this week to have my evaluation, and while I don’t think she will tell me about my raise then, I am really feeling anxious to get these steps underway so I can make plans.

I am feeling so stressed over money right now — I’ve got some pretty massive bills due and some trips coming up and I want to have enough money to spend and have fun, so I’ve been doing a ton of freelance work to make some money appear.

I am just HOPING that I get a decent raise at my job to alleviate some of this stress… I will keep you all posted.

Thanks for listening!

I hate the way you work it.

Work has just been as crazy as ever lately. Here we are, 6 months out from when Fatso got fired, and there’s still no one to fill his position, leaving the 3 of us in my department to cover the extra work.

The thing is, one of the women in in my department, we’ll call her Outback, she doesn’t help us at all. She is eligible for retirement, and she pretty much just sits in her office all day, filing her nails and reading mystery novels.

Sounds pretty nice!

When we (me and my boss) have asked her for help, she says she’s “Not 20 years old,” and that she just doesn’t know how to do it, despite us showing her how several times.

Last week, I finally mentioned something about it to our boss’ boss, and said that this extra work has actually become my work, leaving me no time to do my actual work (work, work, work).

This concerned the big boss, and she turned to Outback and asked, “What are you doing to help?” It was obvious that she’s doing nothing, and so she sat there, and shrugged her shoulders.

This resulted in a talking-to, and a quick change of our job descriptions, and then later, a complete yelling fest between my boss and Outback — no seriously, Outback was in the hallway yelling at my boss: “I DONT KNOW WHAT TO FUCKING DO ANYMORE!”

…And I felt like I was on an episode of Real Housewives, New Jersey.

I left during the yelling match (not because I wanted to, because I had to teach), and so I’m not really sure how it was resolved — or if it was. But ever since then, Outback has been in my office doorway, acting like she gives a damn, and it’s really annoying, because she’s still not doing actual work.

Instead, she’s just replying to emails with, “Okay,” so she can show that she’s “on top of emails.”

I know that it’s not my job to point out the obvious, and so for as long as I can stand it, I’m just going to let my work speak for itself — my boss did tell me last week that she knows I’ve been kicking ass, and doing a great job, so we’ll see if she can put her money where her mouth is.

 

Well, that was a #Fail.

At the advice of my friends, I called Matt back two days later.

And got his voicemail. So I left a message.

And you can imagine how pissed I was when I didn’t hear back from him two days after that. So, being the mature, classy mother fuck that I am, I sent him a text message saying that I would just rather assume he was abducted by aliens than continue bothering him for the closure that I deserved.

He replied my text a day later saying this:

I’m back from a camping trip with some coworkers… Sorry, no phones allowed there, but not a good excuse for not texting earlier. I was a little intimidated when you told me not to call with the usual it’s not you it’s me stuff too I suppose. Anyway, I’m basically a huge mess of life and my head is all wrong right now. Never been so out of sorts. Sorry you’re the one to get all the fallout from that. It’s not very fair.

 

Excuse me while I get my magnifying glass to search for his balls.

An update on the update…

Ugh, this week has been CRAZY at work — I cannot tell you just how happy I am that tomorrow is FRIDAY, and I’m really looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday.

Anyway, to give you an update on my date situation… After I was pissed off Tuesday night (last week), he called me Wednesday night. I missed the call due to showering (for once), and called him back.

He told me that what he said was true, work had been crazy ever since he’d returned from vacation, and he hadn’t been feeling well. He also told me that he was a little bummed out after visiting with his friend…

You see, she is a childhood friend — his best friend — and he met her girlfriend, who lives with her, and he said it just felt different, like he knows they’re going to get married, and he felt like his friendship would be different because of it.

To me, that was understandable, but wasn’t really making up for the weird way he’d been acting.

And then he really said it…

He told me that while he was out of town, he had a visit with his ex girlfriend.

Oh, AWESOME.

Oddly, I knew she lived in the city he was visiting, because on our first date, I asked him about his last serious relationship. He told me that he dated this girl for a year, and he got a job offer 15,000 miles away. She looked for jobs in the same city, got one, and moved there. When he started packing his boxes, his job fell through…

So now she lives there (has lived there for a year) and he lives here.

I don’t know if that was the first time they saw each other since all of that happened, and I don’t know if they tried the whole long-distance thing.

What he told me was that they met up, and she told him that she hated her boyfriend (umm, ok) and she decided that since she was never going to find love, she was just going to focus on her career.

Dear God.

He said he felt guilty. Really guilty.

He also said he wasn’t even going to tell me about it because, “it isn’t a big deal, she lives 15,000 miles away…” but obviously it was a big enough deal for him to act weird toward me.

Really, that was a week ago and it was the last time we talked. He ignored my text in the following days afterward, and told our mutual friend who set up up that he “needed to call Lucky.”

He called me last night, and I didn’t answer it, because I’m trying to avoid that whole “It’s not you, it’s me” conversation… he left a voicemail, which said:

“Hey Lucky, it’s Matt. I wanted to touch base with you a little bit because I haven’t really been in contact. So, give me a call, or I’ll shoot you a text, and we’ll touch base then. Have a good night. Bye.”

HMMMMMMMM.

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