Hi again guys. I'm sorry, this is a bit of a long update. Just a little backround info, i'm 28 and she's 22.
We went to see Legally Blonde, the play. Waiting on line, it was either older couples or younger couples. I think we were the only two people who were not really a couple. I guess I felt that maybe it was a little too much, but it was too late to change plans.
Not my kind of play, I felt so gay the whole time watching it. I picked it, so I can't complain. It was already around 2 o'clock PM when we went in, and about 5 o'clock PM when we left. She didn't even talk at all during the play or until way after we left. I thought that was kind of rude.
We left and went to Jekyll & Hyde. I've never been inside there before, but it was a horror theme type of place mostly for kids. Just as I stopped feeling gay, I start feeling childish. It was hard to talk seriously with people dressed up in costumes constantly comming over to our table bothering us. She was talking finally, but I wish she wouldn't.
All she could find to talk about were her previous relationships, how nobody takes her seriously in her department because she's new, and then she went off on this rant about how girls have it so much harder than guys in the workplace and in life in general. I, like the idiot that I am actually started to object.
After some hours of talking, we established that guys apparently don't do anything, girls don't need guys for anything, guys are useless, and that I should still pick up the check in order to fit her definition of a gentleman. Yes, I picked up the check.
A friend of hers called and she was going to meet her up. She was about to leave without even inviting me, she said something like "My friend called, she's downtown, thanks for today it was so much fun"
At that point, I was upset. I think angry doesn't begin to capture how I felt. Here I was, wasting my day and taking her to a play and dinner so that she could go to her friend without even a proper goodbye? I just let it be, so I smiled and started to get my stuff to leave.
Just as I did that, she asked me "Did you have fun today?" That's not even fair. What does she want me to answer? No, not really, my idea of fun doesn't include being short $400 so you can run off to some bar downtown with your friend? So I just said that I had fun. Immediately after that, she asked me if I wanted to come with her to meet her friend. Yes, in all my anger and rage I said that I was busy on the next day and had to actually get going.
Leaving to go home, I was wondering to myself who's fault it was for ruining the night. On one side, maybe I should've just tagged along and meet her friend. On the other hand, she seemed to be taking the time together with me as her time to vent. I can't say I got to know anything about her, and I can't say that I want to anymore. Is it just me or was she just really rude?
For the girls here, why would you talk about those things when you're out with a guy? Why would you talk that way and not even bother inviting the guy who just paid for your ticket to a Broadway play and dinner to come meet your friend? What is so magical about him being ready to leave that gets you in the mood to randomly think to invite him? Thanks