When Uninteresting Women ATTACK! (the anti-relationship-problem thread?)
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Was on a camping trip in some park for some nation based reunion - semi hot blonde chick gives me vibes. Didn't bother to chase it up despite opportunities of sex and so on because after the 3rd attempt on my part I actually got bored and lost interest. I was having more fun throwing a nerf ball with my buddies ^_^
True story haha
True story haha
I hate Drama Club with a burning passion equal to 1,000 burning suns. That place ruined my school years. Im only saying this because it fits with the subject. The only girl I have ever rejected went to Drama Club with me, her way off asking me out was pushing me against a wall, sitting me on the floor and making sure I didn't get up untill I said I would go out with her. She would come out of nowhere like a ninja. Then she would start reciting all her dreams about me. There are more situations I have gotten into (not rejection wise) but I feel like im rambaling now.TriggerUnhappy said:
That's a damn fine example which gives me new appreciation of your dilemma. get her to break up with you maybe? be a total douche, slobbiness, no personal hygiene, etc. until shes decides to end it. Not sure how well that would work though is she's as emotionally stunted as you say.SimuLord said:
Well, i dumped my ex girlfriend about three years ago because she was to self-centred and viewed herself as being the most important thing in the universe. Naturally i didn't feel valued enough in the relationship, especially when she was cybering with some lad in America, which made me feel uncomfortable. Psychopathic girls are sure interesting characters, but don't date them.
Anyway, i've been single since but while at university you could say i've had a couple of "encounters" of sorts.
Two weeks into my first year of university, it was my 19th birthday, so my friends at the time took me out to a few nightclubs. At one of these places this girl tapped me on the shoulder and gestured for me to follow her and her friend upstairs, but i ignored them because i wasn't really enjoying myself that night. The music was loud and boring, plus i felt homesick.
Some time around January or maybe December me and this friend of mine and four girls went out, planning to meet the rest of our social circle at another club. Me and my male friend went to collect drinks for the girls at the first night club we went to, leaving four rather attractive women alone in a night club. Which is a very stupid thing to do. When i turned round, a pack of guys had descended upon them like vultures, with the obvious intention of getting laid. What they didn't know was that only one of these girls was single, but i don't think they would have cared anyway. I looked to my guy-friend for support, but he quietly sat down on the last remaining seat and didn't do anything. I couldn't get an ear in on what they were doing, nor could i try to stop them for fear of starting a fight, so i retreated away from them and prayed that they would go. Instead one of those lads came up to me and started asking questions about me and being generally nice and pleasant about it. I answered his questions cordially, wondering why the hell he wanted to know.
Anyway, the vultures eventually gave up and left, and we in turn swiftly left the club. We were all outside talking about it, and then one of my friends remarked. "That guy looked like he was chatting you up Nick!' That's when i finally realised why he had been so damn interested in me, and we all had a laugh about that.
This one was at the end of my first year at university, at one of the end of year fancy dress parties. I had just got a glass of water for one my friends at the bar when i turned round, nearly bumped into this girl and fell into a chair. She laughed and i frantically apologised.
She then asked me to guess what she was. I looked at her, saw the horizontal strips in her teared greenish top, and made the and guessed a bumble-bee. "No silly!" i remember her exclaiming. It turned out she was an army girl. I felt rather embarrassed by my rather lame guess, and then there was this horrible awkward silence as she stood there looking at me to say something. Well, Fuck this! i thought to myself, realising she may want me to chat her up or something. So I turned round and made it look like i was getting something from the bar. A minute later i turned round again, she had gone.
Reasons for rejecting the first and last encounters? (Being hetrosexual, the 2nd one needs no explanation) Mainly because in those situations I was forced into a position where I had to "chat a girl up"....in a club or loud party....i'm just not the kind of guy who likes doing that.
Anyway, i've been single since but while at university you could say i've had a couple of "encounters" of sorts.
Two weeks into my first year of university, it was my 19th birthday, so my friends at the time took me out to a few nightclubs. At one of these places this girl tapped me on the shoulder and gestured for me to follow her and her friend upstairs, but i ignored them because i wasn't really enjoying myself that night. The music was loud and boring, plus i felt homesick.
Some time around January or maybe December me and this friend of mine and four girls went out, planning to meet the rest of our social circle at another club. Me and my male friend went to collect drinks for the girls at the first night club we went to, leaving four rather attractive women alone in a night club. Which is a very stupid thing to do. When i turned round, a pack of guys had descended upon them like vultures, with the obvious intention of getting laid. What they didn't know was that only one of these girls was single, but i don't think they would have cared anyway. I looked to my guy-friend for support, but he quietly sat down on the last remaining seat and didn't do anything. I couldn't get an ear in on what they were doing, nor could i try to stop them for fear of starting a fight, so i retreated away from them and prayed that they would go. Instead one of those lads came up to me and started asking questions about me and being generally nice and pleasant about it. I answered his questions cordially, wondering why the hell he wanted to know.
Anyway, the vultures eventually gave up and left, and we in turn swiftly left the club. We were all outside talking about it, and then one of my friends remarked. "That guy looked like he was chatting you up Nick!' That's when i finally realised why he had been so damn interested in me, and we all had a laugh about that.
This one was at the end of my first year at university, at one of the end of year fancy dress parties. I had just got a glass of water for one my friends at the bar when i turned round, nearly bumped into this girl and fell into a chair. She laughed and i frantically apologised.
She then asked me to guess what she was. I looked at her, saw the horizontal strips in her teared greenish top, and made the and guessed a bumble-bee. "No silly!" i remember her exclaiming. It turned out she was an army girl. I felt rather embarrassed by my rather lame guess, and then there was this horrible awkward silence as she stood there looking at me to say something. Well, Fuck this! i thought to myself, realising she may want me to chat her up or something. So I turned round and made it look like i was getting something from the bar. A minute later i turned round again, she had gone.
Reasons for rejecting the first and last encounters? (Being hetrosexual, the 2nd one needs no explanation) Mainly because in those situations I was forced into a position where I had to "chat a girl up"....in a club or loud party....i'm just not the kind of guy who likes doing that.
I'm 17, and I've never had a girlfriend in any sense of the word. The closest thing to that was when a girl that I consider a sister told me that she was in love with me(no joke, that's her exact words.) The main problem I find with this is one, like I said, she's a sister to me, and that's creepy. Two, she's about 3 years younger than I am, which adds to the creepy factor, at least for me at this point in life.
I once turned down a girl because she was bat shit insane. Well....no actually, that's fairly accurate. I mean like, I'd never met her and "Hey, I like you. We should be together. Oh you want to join the army? Oh but I'll miss you. We might even have kids by then too, what would they say?"
Dear. God. No. I was 16 at the time (Not going into the army till after university btw...) And I was just like "Yeah I don't think we should see each other". She phoned. Lots. And Lots. Eventually she gave up, and a friend of a friend said she lost my number. This is 3 years ago now.
Thankfully after a few other occurences similar to this (I know, right? I attract the crazies) I have the perfect girl now. Thank fuck for her.
Dear. God. No. I was 16 at the time (Not going into the army till after university btw...) And I was just like "Yeah I don't think we should see each other". She phoned. Lots. And Lots. Eventually she gave up, and a friend of a friend said she lost my number. This is 3 years ago now.
Thankfully after a few other occurences similar to this (I know, right? I attract the crazies) I have the perfect girl now. Thank fuck for her.
I'm not dating her. She is, at this point, merely expressing a great deal of interest, calling me to say hi, posting on my Facebook, that sort of thing. I don't mind keeping her at a reasonable distance; she's intelligent, well-spoken, and makes a decent friend. She's just a bucket full of crazy in romance and I don't want to go down that road with her.Freshman said:
Up until this point, I did that (as 'the friend', right down to the crush, not from your position). Then realised that everyone else I went to the ball with was either with their boyfriend/girlfriend or was trying desperately to hook up with their dates.Girl With One Eye said:
The sensible response would have been to ignore that and continue talking to the friend who'd so kindly agreed to accompany me, but instead I decided to get very drunk and alienate a lot of people I knew... And somehow sneeze wine onto my friend's dress (which I really, really hope came out). I'm still embarrassed about it whenever I end up talking to her.
I really shouldn't laugh at that, but that is brilliant!ColdStorage said:
OT: It took me far too long to realise that an ex-girlfriend was only going out with me for the sake of having a boyfriend. I should possibly have realised when she asked me out. She was quite a bizarre combination - she loved having people pay attention to her, but had very little self-confidence at the time.
The only other time I can recall rejecting a girl is an experience I don't want to talk about, since everything about her makes me angry. Suffice to say I have a grudging respect for just how well she manipulated me and what she almost made me believe.
I'm curious, exactly why do you hate Drama Club? (aside from that freaky girl you described)radio1314 said:
A rather overweight girl with absolutely no redeeming qualities and a face befitting of a triple-bagging (plastic, please) once stalked me in high school.
I mean this literally, as she showed up at my house on at least three occasions, as well as followed me about the school grounds, so on and so forth. I don't believe she ever wrote any songs or had a shrine to me in her closet, but she was still strange, ugly and unlikeable.
Last I heard, she got engaged to some fellow in Texas she had never really met before, then ran off to have gigantic whale-babies with him.
Poor sod.
I mean this literally, as she showed up at my house on at least three occasions, as well as followed me about the school grounds, so on and so forth. I don't believe she ever wrote any songs or had a shrine to me in her closet, but she was still strange, ugly and unlikeable.
Last I heard, she got engaged to some fellow in Texas she had never really met before, then ran off to have gigantic whale-babies with him.
Poor sod.
Hmm. I'm a pretty liberal person so when a boyfriend told me he wanted an open relationship I said 'fine, as long as you don't lie to me about it'. So what did he do? Slept with his ex and told me that he hadn't. Entire span of relationship: two weeks. Continued to pester me about getting back together after that. The hell?
at my age girls ask other girls to ask me do they wan't to "meet" i don't ever except unless the girl (or guy) is my friend cause alot of the times there just acting like twits and you don't wana seem to you know 'open',i don't get many girls though cause i refuse to cut my hair.
funniest story of my life. I was at my local pub (which is a metal pub - awesome, I know) a few years ago. now, there was a well-known couple there who ended up divorcing (schisming their pub quiz team and allowing us to win for the first time in years). me and my friend were having a drink at the bar, and then suddenly the ex-wife comes up to us. quite drunk, and starts hitting on us immensely/ now, we are getting nervous, because across the room is her ex-husband. I may have neglected to mention that this man is possibly the largest human being i have ever seen in person - shaved head, not an inch of his arms not covered in tattoos, and wearing an obscue metal band wifebeater. and he is glowering at us like an approaching thunderhead. we had to beat a fairly hasty retreat from that lady. . .