Ryan’s
rules for how to date a girl: Be schizophrenic.
That way you get the best of
both worlds. You can talk like you want to get married and settle down,
but then act like you just want a casual relationship!
(No, that won’t piss anyone off.)
Ryan,
a hot boat salesman, met my friend Lena at happy hour one day and they started
dating.
It
had been a month and they were having a great time and Lena started hinting
that they be exclusive, to which Ryan didn’t respond.
Shortly
after that, Ryan announced that he was going out of town for the weekend, just
to get away, and that he’d call Lena during the trip.
But
he didn’t. He didn’t call her once the whole weekend and when Monday came, Lena
was still staring at her phone.
“I
actually worried about him and thought something had happened to him,” she
recalls.
After
several attempts to reach him, Ryan finally got back with her Wednesday.
It
turns out he was just fine, he was, uh, deliberately avoiding her.
Why would he do such a thing??
Why would he do such a thing??
“He
had decided that I was so great and
wonderful that he could never be the man I deserve,” Lena recalls.
Hahahahahaha
(It’s not you, it’s ME.)
We all called B.S. and figured this was his way of getting out of the
relationship.
But
then Ryan became schizophrenic.
Not
even a week later, he started texting and calling again, telling Lena that he
really DID want to live happily ever after with her.
“He
would blow up my phone telling me he wanted to marry me one day and I was so beautiful and amazing that he was scared,” Lena said.
Hahahahahahaha
Lena, of course, fell for this, and they started casually dating once more.
But after
a month Ryan suddenly got cold feet, saying he’s not ready for a "real
commitment."
Hahahaha
(Yea...he’s not schizophrenic. He's a liar.)
It was infuriating. HE would propose all these marriage fantasies to Lena, and then crush them along with her hopes and dreams.
...Over and over.
Ugh.
How self-entitled.
How self-entitled.
It’s
like my former cat when he acted like
he wanted to go outside but then would stare at the open door while I stood
there holding it for him like an asshole.
It was his favorite game.
Ryan was playing a similar game with Lena in order to keep her standing there like an
asshole.
(I want to marry you, NO I DON'T. I want to be with you forever. NO I DON'T. I want to love you. WHERE'S THE TUNA FISH)
Unfortunately,
Lena kept falling for it, and the cycle continued for four months - Ryan saying
that he wants to pre-order a white picket fence for them (not really), but then
telling her after a few weeks that all of these plans (that HE proposed) were just “too much.”
“Too overwhelming.”
Ugh.
SHUT
THE DOOR, LENA.
This
guy’s not going anywhere.
-Jenny
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