@wundayatta It is really bad, when that happens. Because the other person gives you some hope, maybe flirts with you a little bit or a lot, and even takes you out on a date, maybe kisses you passionately, or even has a few sessions of great sex with you. But then all of a sudden, they stop calling, they avoid you and stop communicating with you at all, but they never give you a reason why.
I’d rather have someone tell me that I stink or I’m boring, or that my best friend is prettier than me, or that they are gay, rather than to have them act all sweet and lovey-dovey for 6 months, then when we finally get together, have them drop all communication. This scenario seems to be pretty common. I’ve seen it a lot in Fluther questions, I’ve had it happen to me, and I’m sure almost everyone (males and females equally), except the most awesome or oblivious amongst us jellies, has had it happen to them. What’s really terrible about it, is that it sometimes makes you question your own judgement about whether you can figure out if someone is interested in you or not. Because first, it seemed like they were, and then poof they weren’t. Or was it that you just got it all wrong in the first place and that they never had any interest in you in the first place? But then you try to figure out why they were flirting with you and kissing you. That particular situation, makes for crazy living.
Hopefully our young @jailbait will never have to deal with that pesky situation.
We should come up with some type of a chart for people to fill out when they are planning to dump us, just so we’ll know why, and try to avoid hooking up with the same type of people again. It would be like a calling card that you could show to your next potential date, to avoid all of the hub bub.
Mark all boxes that apply:
Too stinky
Decided to sleep with your best friend
Decided that I am not bi afterall, and I’m actually completely gay
Didn’t know what you were talking about when you used the term mirepoix
Turns out that I’m asexual and don’t even like diddling with myself.
I’m a drunk
I like video games way more than I like you
I like foosball way more than I like you
I only like to eat cheeseburgers and hot wings with ranch dressing, nothing else
I’m so busy with online porn that I don’t have time to date you
I don’t plan to ever interact with any of your friends or family members and since you do, well…
I don’t want to have to clean the skid marks out of my underwear or my toilet at my apartment
I’m afraid that your cat will want to suck on my skin
Your dog keeps looking at me when I’m nekked
My really mean, atrociously wicked, serial cheating, cellulite riddled, credit card stealing, ex-girlfriend has come back and we’re getting married, because I loved her all along, even though I told you I was over her and that she’s a bitch.
OK, now I understand why you stopped calling me. : )