Update: The Birth of DSL, Part II

Ok, so as promised, I am bringing you all up  to the minute details on the Stand-em-up loser from the prior post. So here it goes:

After being stood up that night, with no phone call, text or email, I decided that I was goinig to go out the next night and find some other guy to use as a back up in hopes that I can throw it all in dude’s face via facebook status changes and stuff (yes, I can be petty at times). So I go to a popular local club with a friend and a few of his friends. In the course of a night (and several shots of Bacardi), I found myself flirting with one of my friend’s friends. He was cute, 6′2″, and was pretty drunk (what a lightweight). By the end of the night, we were making out (of course I asked my friend if the guy was clean…lol). Of course I got his number…

Anyways. That next day (Friday), I get this phone call from the Stand-em-up guy, with him apologizing profusely for standing me up. His reason: “Oh, I was down and out and didn’t feel like going out. And I couldn’t call or email because I lost my keys”. So, this guy, who I found out was staying with his mom until he moved in a few weeks, was wandering around the streets of Detroit for two days, sleeping outside because of a lost key, instead of going home to his Momma’s house where she has a home phone and the internet? Sounds suspect to me…But being the nice person that I am, I acted indifferent and only berated him slightly until he begged for forgiveness and another chance. So I gave him another chance, but making alternative plans, since I had that feeling that he was going to pull the same crap.

And as predicted, he stood me up yet AGAIN. This time, he actually called the same night with the same bullshit excuse: “I was down and out”. At that point, I decided to let him know that I was done with his bullshit in a manner that, well, made him start whining (and potentially crying). Yes, I can be that  mean…but only with provocation.

So with the other guy? He was my back up plan. He called me so we could figure out the plan for the night, only for me to find out that the guy was a total pothead. If you are trying to prove that you are NOT a pothead, never say the following:

• I only smoke 4 to 5 days a week
• You drink alcohol, which can be addicting, to feel good

…and the kicker:

• I still get all A’s and B’s in school despite my smoking

Since then, I have been half past writing off guys, because I realize that so many of them are worth risking my sanity.