Drunk Dialing.

An occasional occurence for me is the infamous drunk dial. Friends of mine know that if I’m drunk and people are texting/calling me for whatever reason, I get the brilliant idea to call people and tell them the truth.

Well, recently, it got a little out of hand.

First night: I admit, I had been drinking since 5 that day, so my BAC was probably at close to illegal, if not illegal for driving (in which my friend drove, thank goodness!). I promised my friend I would call him intoxicated (he enjoys laughing at my impairment), and as I go to do so, I get a text message from several people, one being a friend who I’ve had a bit of a crush on for a little bit.  Feeling daring, I call, and tell him that I’m coming over for like 5 minutes (again, my friend is with me). So we show up at his doorstep, I kiss him and declare how much I like him. His response? “I figured”.

Major ouch, major blow to the ego, and pushing me one step further to declaring myself asexual.

The next day turned out to be embarrasing, awkward, and just a general bad day (for both reasons related and non-related to the prior night). After being held late after work, I headed to the bar, and downed two vodka and tonics (the same drink that got me in trouble the night before). Feeling down and out, I ended up sitting in a corner with a couple of guy friends who were trying to cheer me up (thanks guys, I love y’all!). I decided to leave early since I was feeling icky, and ended up getting a text message from a hot guy I met last weekend. Of course, being depressed and drinking along with it makes everything seem worse and well, I frankly hung up on him after he was unwilling to meet up with me anywhere (it was like 1 am, very understandable).

At this time, neither parties are responding to my apologies, or remotely talking to me.

So the moral of the story ladies: if you are a person notorious for drunk dialing, leave  your phone with a friend so you don’t do such a thing. Request that they don’t give it back to you until you’ve sobered up enough to the point where you wont be too honest and make people feel awkward. Just DONT do it!!!

Persistance on the Wrong Foot.

Being that I’m such a quirky personality, it would make sense that someone being persistent is cute and endearing to me. After all, I’ve gone out with a few guys based on persistance, and have actually enjoyed my time spent with them, even if it doesn’t work out in the end.

However, there is a point when persistance can be annoying, and even creepy to the point of stalkerish.

Case in point: A couple months ago, I reconnected with an old friend (non-romantically linked) from high school. Although he used to (and still does) talk about how he’s always had a crush on me, he’s been a pretty good friend and we’ve had some crazy times together senior year (of course, in the company of other people). I have NEVER been interested in him, and there’s nothing about his personality, his humor, his style, anything that has me drawn to him. He is JUST a friend. Yet, he still has this thing for me, and has tried to get me to go out with him, and I turn him down, letting him know that I’m not interested, I don’t want to date him etc.

Since classes started back up, I’ve been working more, as well as juggling a full class load, and student orgs, leaving me next to no time to myself. Being that I HATE when people call me during work/class/meetings/etc, I let people know when I’m busy. Yet, I still get calls/texts from people during these times.

Now usually when someone doesn’t respond to a text message/answer a call, that is an indication that they’re busy, no? Well, this friend will text me like 3 times asking me what I’m doing (in all three messages, maybe 30 minutes apart). When I don’t respond, he will call me. Today, he called me during my 8:30 am class!!!

I haven’t been answering his calls, or responding to his texts, im’s or facebook messages. I’ve been doing this for 3 weeks, and he STILL calls/texts/im’s me. At this point I don’t know what to do with this guy, because he obviously doesn’t take no for an answer.

*Sigh*…Why do I attract all the fucking stalkerish nutcases?