I'm sure you can tell by the title how this post is going to go. So after the dinner incident, Kelley still remained in contact with me. I even let him convince me to go out to a restaurant. I don’t know why, so don’t even ask.
We drove separate because again, he had something to do before we met up even though he lives less than five minutes away but I'd probably have suggested driving myself anyway. So we meet up at the restaurant and you'd think I was out with a celebrity, he knew so many people there. I was indifferent on how I felt about him chatting it up with everyone while leaving me just standing, waiting to place our order before we sat down.
One guy he knew looked like he had been mummified for the past ten years, really odd-looking. Kelley explained that although his appearance wasn't the hottest that he man was really nice. Mummy man went on to explain to me that he had just went on a date with a woman who said God told her she'd be married at the end of the year. He said that the comment freaked him out because his wife died just three months ago and he was just looking to have fun. When he noted that he was still mending his oh-so-broken heart, he pointed down to his chain and showed me that he wears his and her rings around his neck. I did the whole smile and nod thing and excused myself from the rest of the conversation. I did overhear Kelley tell him he'd find a woman for him.
We finally placed our order and Kelley went to locate a seat while I waited at the bar for my drink. In the meantime he found a chick that he knew and started giggling it up with her. He gave me a brief story about how he introduced her to one of his friends and they ended on a not-so-good note.
The young lady ended up sitting at the table directly behind us, about arm length away. I know it was that close because Kelley kept turning his chatty ass around to talk to her and her date every few minutes. I swear her date got up from the table at least three times and each time, either she or Kelley started talking to each other. By this point, I wanted to excuse myself but I patiently waited for him to finish talking and eating.
After the restaurant, Kelley had a plan that included me spending the night, because he stated that he had plans for me in the morning. I let him in on the fact that I had plans for me too. His plans included him taking me to the gym to work out in the morning. This was the second time he mentioned the gym to me, stating that if I'm going to be with him, I need to get with the routine.
I decided to go to his place to watch a movie and after about ten minutes he gets a call and he's in his bedroom laughing and having a great time. He told the person that he didn't hear his phone ring and how he just walked in the door, even though he was on his cell phone. I told him I was leaving and he still stays in the room finishing up the laugh fest. I finally got the door unlocked myself and he comes running out. He starts hounding me asking me if I'll come back. I left his place and was homebound.
He calls me as soon as I pulled up to my apartment and decides if he talks to me long enough he'd lure me back over but there was no way that was happening. I told him I needed to use the bathroom and that I'd call him back. He insists that I mute the phone instead of ending the call. After arguing about it for a few minutes I put the call on mute and never went back to it.
Kelley started to call and send texts, letting me know how mad he was but at that point, I didn't care anymore. His last text said that he wouldn't ask me to spend the night again. I hope he is true to his word and that he never calls me again. Farewell, Crazy Kelley.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Dinner Plans...Gone Wrong
I met this guy, Kelley, whose a bit older than me a couple weeks ago. He actually tried to "rock" me as he had his arm around me. Do you have a newborn somewhere sir? I am not a baby. He goes on to say, "Oh sorry, I used to rock my daughter like that." Yuck!! Are you thinking about your daughter while I sit here, that's...kinda....gross!
He decided to catch an attitude with me the other day and I actually found it quite funny. We made plans to hang one day and he said at the end of the conversation but don't make plans because I may be able to still see you today. That was the end of the convo. Fast forward to that night and I'm on the phone and watching tv. At one point I heard a beep indicating I had a text and realized I had three texts waiting.
The texts were all from him and he started off asking was I still coming. Um, when did we agree that I was coming over? The next text said "So..... Then the final text said "nevermind then." I wrote him explaining that I was on a call and hadn't gotten the messages and that I wasn't ignoring him. He disagreed saying it felt like that to him. "Yeah okay," I thought. Now by this time it's like 10pm.
So I guess he figured that since I replied, it was dialogue time. He again asked if I was STILL coming when again, we never decided I was. I politely told him we never agreed to it. Then I told him that we could keep with our original plans for tomorrow and asked if that was okay. His response, "Yeah, it's okay. But, I'm gonna pass on tomorrow. I don't like how you handled me."
I just sat there like what the hell just happened here?! So being the sarcastic person that I can sometimes be, I replied, "ok." All that did was add fuel to the fire, he instantly calls me saying that I didn't have to reply to that. Well mister, if you didn't want a response you shouldn't have said anything smart. Then he goes on to explain that he was upset because he had made me dinner and I didn't show up. My thing is, how was I supposed to know you made dinner? He response was that is what surprises are! How do you plan a surprise though when the person doesn't even confirm they're coming?
I declined leaving the house and coming over for his meal. He said "well let me go put all this food away." I just said "alright." I still haven't decided if he is crazy or just made about the effort that he put forth for the dinner plans that went wrong.
He decided to catch an attitude with me the other day and I actually found it quite funny. We made plans to hang one day and he said at the end of the conversation but don't make plans because I may be able to still see you today. That was the end of the convo. Fast forward to that night and I'm on the phone and watching tv. At one point I heard a beep indicating I had a text and realized I had three texts waiting.
The texts were all from him and he started off asking was I still coming. Um, when did we agree that I was coming over? The next text said "So..... Then the final text said "nevermind then." I wrote him explaining that I was on a call and hadn't gotten the messages and that I wasn't ignoring him. He disagreed saying it felt like that to him. "Yeah okay," I thought. Now by this time it's like 10pm.
So I guess he figured that since I replied, it was dialogue time. He again asked if I was STILL coming when again, we never decided I was. I politely told him we never agreed to it. Then I told him that we could keep with our original plans for tomorrow and asked if that was okay. His response, "Yeah, it's okay. But, I'm gonna pass on tomorrow. I don't like how you handled me."
I just sat there like what the hell just happened here?! So being the sarcastic person that I can sometimes be, I replied, "ok." All that did was add fuel to the fire, he instantly calls me saying that I didn't have to reply to that. Well mister, if you didn't want a response you shouldn't have said anything smart. Then he goes on to explain that he was upset because he had made me dinner and I didn't show up. My thing is, how was I supposed to know you made dinner? He response was that is what surprises are! How do you plan a surprise though when the person doesn't even confirm they're coming?
I declined leaving the house and coming over for his meal. He said "well let me go put all this food away." I just said "alright." I still haven't decided if he is crazy or just made about the effort that he put forth for the dinner plans that went wrong.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sometimes I Miss Her
My junior year in high school I made a friend that I thought would be around forever. We were going strong for nine years until it was time for her to get married. The entire time we'd known each other she was back and forth with the same guy. They eventually had a baby and several years later he proposed to her after breaking up too many times to count.
The breakups were never easy and in fact were always drama-filled. I will never forget one time she called me so upset that she couldn't talk. I jumped in my car, running every possible light I could to get to her. When I got there I found out that he had choked her until she was nearly unconscious. She had his hand marks embedded in her neck as evidence of an argument gone wrong. He had also threatened to cut her hair which went halfway down her back. I was so upset that I cried with her. I called her sister and she thanked me for coming to her aid and gave my friend instructions for what to do if her boyfriend came back. Wouldn’t you know it, a few months go by and she takes him back?
Another breakup included him meeting women on the internet and hanging out with them. One girl in particular was always writing on his page and my friend decided to do some investigating and found info out on the woman. Needless to say, an hour later we were at the apartment of the woman and of course she asked me to drive so that her boyfriend didn’t know her car. It was a very dumb idea to drive her to the suburbs to catch her man cheating. The apartment complex had a guard at the gate and my friend panicked when he asked us who we were going to see and said that he had to call her to announce us. She told the guard no thanks and he politely instructed us to turn around and leave the apartment complex.
By the time we made it back to her house the boyfriend had called to say the guard informed them that a car fitting the description of my car had tried to come to the apartment he was at. His explanation for being over the woman’s house was that because she was a singer and he was a wanna-be producer, there was a legitimate reason to be at her apartment. Again, months go by and he’s back in good with her. But the drama with the other woman isn’t over, she goes to her page and writes how they’ve been together forever and she will always be around and how they have a child together, blah, blah, blah.
There were many more stories I could tell you all but the final story is the most important. My friend found out via phone log stalking that her boyfriend-turned-fiancé had been spending late nights talking to someone on the phone. Was it a surprise that this person turned out to be a woman? I hope not if you are still following the story.
Anyway, she called the woman on the phone and they decided to meet. They met up and the woman told her about how her fiancé had been over several times and even showed my friend a picture he and her had taken a few weeks back. Hearing this story to me sounded like the last and final straw. I thought he was the epitome of scum to cheat while they were participating in marriage counseling at the church.
It was very clear that although he was cheating a month before their wedding that the show was still going on. She had asked me not to tell her family what he had been up to and all I could do was oblige her wishes. When she originally started planning for the wedding she wanted me to stand up as a bridesmaid but at the time I had undergone testing and interviewing working for the government in Virginia and didn’t want to commit to a wedding and was unsure of when the potential job may call.
His latest indiscretion was eating me alive and I flat out asked her why she was still marrying him. Her response was that she believes in divorce and if it didn’t work that she would just divorce him. That comment was by far the dumbest thing she ever said to me.
I attended the bridal shower and wedding bringing the biggest gifts to both events. I even help set up the centerprieces since the hall was slacking and running very much bhind. Things were never really the same after that. In the beginning I was really hurt that our friendship wasn’t right and now we don’t talk at all. The sad part is that I feel she stopped talking to me because I wasn’t in her wedding. It’s not like I just said no, I didn’t want to leave her in a bind if I had to suddenly relocate.
She an I no longer communicate. I was her son’s Godmother. I think the part that bothers me most is that through all he did to her I was there. She took him back continuously after cheating on her and can’t let go of something that was out of my control.
It should come as no surprise that six months later they were separated and she was posting pictures with random guys on FB. Since that they have gotten together only to separate again. I have no idea their marital status at this point and seeing as though we’re no longer friends, it really isn’t my business. Sometimes I miss her but I’ve tried reaching out to her and it never seems to get us any closer to rebuilding our friendship, it’s more of a conversation of what’s been happening and empty promises to see me soon. Losing a friend is never easy but I’ve decided our season is over.
The breakups were never easy and in fact were always drama-filled. I will never forget one time she called me so upset that she couldn't talk. I jumped in my car, running every possible light I could to get to her. When I got there I found out that he had choked her until she was nearly unconscious. She had his hand marks embedded in her neck as evidence of an argument gone wrong. He had also threatened to cut her hair which went halfway down her back. I was so upset that I cried with her. I called her sister and she thanked me for coming to her aid and gave my friend instructions for what to do if her boyfriend came back. Wouldn’t you know it, a few months go by and she takes him back?
Another breakup included him meeting women on the internet and hanging out with them. One girl in particular was always writing on his page and my friend decided to do some investigating and found info out on the woman. Needless to say, an hour later we were at the apartment of the woman and of course she asked me to drive so that her boyfriend didn’t know her car. It was a very dumb idea to drive her to the suburbs to catch her man cheating. The apartment complex had a guard at the gate and my friend panicked when he asked us who we were going to see and said that he had to call her to announce us. She told the guard no thanks and he politely instructed us to turn around and leave the apartment complex.
By the time we made it back to her house the boyfriend had called to say the guard informed them that a car fitting the description of my car had tried to come to the apartment he was at. His explanation for being over the woman’s house was that because she was a singer and he was a wanna-be producer, there was a legitimate reason to be at her apartment. Again, months go by and he’s back in good with her. But the drama with the other woman isn’t over, she goes to her page and writes how they’ve been together forever and she will always be around and how they have a child together, blah, blah, blah.
There were many more stories I could tell you all but the final story is the most important. My friend found out via phone log stalking that her boyfriend-turned-fiancé had been spending late nights talking to someone on the phone. Was it a surprise that this person turned out to be a woman? I hope not if you are still following the story.
Anyway, she called the woman on the phone and they decided to meet. They met up and the woman told her about how her fiancé had been over several times and even showed my friend a picture he and her had taken a few weeks back. Hearing this story to me sounded like the last and final straw. I thought he was the epitome of scum to cheat while they were participating in marriage counseling at the church.
It was very clear that although he was cheating a month before their wedding that the show was still going on. She had asked me not to tell her family what he had been up to and all I could do was oblige her wishes. When she originally started planning for the wedding she wanted me to stand up as a bridesmaid but at the time I had undergone testing and interviewing working for the government in Virginia and didn’t want to commit to a wedding and was unsure of when the potential job may call.
His latest indiscretion was eating me alive and I flat out asked her why she was still marrying him. Her response was that she believes in divorce and if it didn’t work that she would just divorce him. That comment was by far the dumbest thing she ever said to me.
I attended the bridal shower and wedding bringing the biggest gifts to both events. I even help set up the centerprieces since the hall was slacking and running very much bhind. Things were never really the same after that. In the beginning I was really hurt that our friendship wasn’t right and now we don’t talk at all. The sad part is that I feel she stopped talking to me because I wasn’t in her wedding. It’s not like I just said no, I didn’t want to leave her in a bind if I had to suddenly relocate.
She an I no longer communicate. I was her son’s Godmother. I think the part that bothers me most is that through all he did to her I was there. She took him back continuously after cheating on her and can’t let go of something that was out of my control.
It should come as no surprise that six months later they were separated and she was posting pictures with random guys on FB. Since that they have gotten together only to separate again. I have no idea their marital status at this point and seeing as though we’re no longer friends, it really isn’t my business. Sometimes I miss her but I’ve tried reaching out to her and it never seems to get us any closer to rebuilding our friendship, it’s more of a conversation of what’s been happening and empty promises to see me soon. Losing a friend is never easy but I’ve decided our season is over.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
2010
I'm writing from the airport while I await to board my flight back home. The first thing that I want to say is although I'm really going to miss my loved ones I am not going to miss this five degree weather. This is the kind of cold that literally chills you to your bones!
My visit was fantastic. I had an opportunity to see everyone that I wanted to visit. I stayed with my sister the entire visit minus nye that I spent with the bff. He and I rang in the new year together and I was happy we got to continue our tradition. We talked about a few things that may happen that pertain to he and I this year. According to about 99% of my FB friends, this will be the greatest year yet and I am certainly looking forward to what is in store for me.
Oh I know you guys heard about the clown that tried to blow up the airport! The craziest part is on my way home the police arrested a man on my flight headed here. I was SO thankful that the flight landed safely despite his horrific attempt.
I made some resolutions that I'd like to see happen this year. They are to get my finances in order, which includes paying off two credit cards. I want to take a cruise with the family, work on my relationships, find and join a new church and to work on this book I've been writing for over three years.
One more thing, why has everyone coined the term of 2010 "let's get it"? That phrase is very annoying. Well I am going to gather my things to get ready to board my flight, let's hope this goes smooth!
My visit was fantastic. I had an opportunity to see everyone that I wanted to visit. I stayed with my sister the entire visit minus nye that I spent with the bff. He and I rang in the new year together and I was happy we got to continue our tradition. We talked about a few things that may happen that pertain to he and I this year. According to about 99% of my FB friends, this will be the greatest year yet and I am certainly looking forward to what is in store for me.
Oh I know you guys heard about the clown that tried to blow up the airport! The craziest part is on my way home the police arrested a man on my flight headed here. I was SO thankful that the flight landed safely despite his horrific attempt.
I made some resolutions that I'd like to see happen this year. They are to get my finances in order, which includes paying off two credit cards. I want to take a cruise with the family, work on my relationships, find and join a new church and to work on this book I've been writing for over three years.
One more thing, why has everyone coined the term of 2010 "let's get it"? That phrase is very annoying. Well I am going to gather my things to get ready to board my flight, let's hope this goes smooth!
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