Stick a Fork in it!

I am either a gluten for punishment or just too darn nice for my own good. Case in point, not once, not twice, not even 3 times of getting stood up did it sway me from suggesting attempt number 4.

About a year ago a friend of mine told me about a website that I could possibly find some great guys that was free (sorry, it makes me feel kinda dirty to pay to meet guys online) so I gave it a go. *Derek, was one that caught my eye so we began talking. A plan to meet at a local sushi place for dinner was set but a few hours beforehand, for reasons I can't recall, he had to postpone.  No big deal, but a few days later nothing was rescheduled and I moved onto another guy (which, someone needs to remind me to share his story!)  Time went on and over the course of 2010, every few months I'd get a random text message from him at 4:00am. Class, what did we learn about random late night texts? Just say no! So I wouldn't answer until the next afternoon to prove a point that I'm not that kinda girl. About a month ago, the text occurred again but at a much more reasonable hour and an open flow of very flirtatious but PG-13 rated texts began.

I decided it was time to meet this kid after a year of foreplay via texting and phone calls. A friend of mine was having a surprise birthday party and I invited him as my date. A no show, his text around 11pm said he'd fallen asleep and wasn't going to make it. Boo! I told him no big deal, the DJ was mixing up great tunes and he was missing out. BTW, I looked extra hot that night too because one of my gorgeous sorority sisters let me borrow her purple top. Missed connection #2.

Giving it another whirl, Tuesday I told him that I'd be at a local bar in Tempe at 6:30pm and if he "knew anyone interested in a hot redhead hint hint" he should be there to join me. The following are the text messages:
Derek: Well...I'll try to make it on Thursday night
Me: try? hm....
Derek: lol Would you rather I reply OMG! I am so excited I'll be there an hour early! :)
Me: I'd settle for "see you then" but then again, I'm easy to please
Derek: lol, Ok
*Feeling roughly 75% sure he'd show this time.

Wednesday afternoon, thinking Thursday might be a recipe for disaster, I text him to see if maybe that evening would work out better. After a hullabaloo of figuring out Wednesday night was good, I told him I'd be done at the gym by 7:30ish and I'd text him when I was done.

Me 7:00pm: "got done early, wrapping it up. where should i meet you?"  No response
Me 7:20pm: "got done early, wrapping it up. where should i meet you?"  No response
Me 8:00pm: "guess you're busy tonight" No response
Derek 8:35pm: "sorry, i laid down to watch some tv and fell asleep"
Me 8:50pm: "good night"
Derek 8:52pm: "you're mad aren't you? i'm sorry, you still going to be there tomorrow night?"
Me 8:59pm: "i'll be there but honestly, you've fallen asleep twice on me now so...not really worth getting mad over right? :)"
Derek 9:01pm: "i'll be there tomorrow for sure"
Missed connection #3

Thursday, big night! Savvy top, black pencil skirt and yes, I might have an athletic boot on my left foot due to a running injury but I paired it with a sexy black knee high patent leather boot. I screamed fierce without uttering a sound. 5:15pm a text exchange on who else had I invited to drinks and dinner because he wanted to invite some of his buddies. Say what brotha!? Regroup, somehow he thinks because of my social butterfly status that I couldn't possibly want to just dedicate an entire evening to just him? I figured what the heck, told him to invite anyone he wants but I hadn't planned on inviting anyone else. I called my girl Rachel and like the angel she is, comes to meet me just in case he's a no-show. 6:45pm rolls around and long story short, via text messaging because we're children and can't pick up the phone apparently, the following dialog occurs. FYI, at this point I was working on #2 of my new favorite drink, vodka grapefruit because I'd gotten to bar at 6:15pm for our 6:30pm date:

Derek: so my roommate just got home and now he doesn't want to go
Me: And?
Derek: how long are u & ur friend going to be there?
Me: Depends, i get the feeling you're not super interested so...no worries theres some hotties here as plan b :)  (so I'm a snot but the charm of this guy has completely been lost on me at this point)
Derek: I am though. I'm just not a fan of {said bar} at 7pm. Lol
Me: in the future, suggestions are always helpful. have fun tonight with the roomie :)  (giving him back an equal brush off and that I'm going to have more fun than he will tonight)
Derek: What do they have going on tonight?
Me: table dancing and 1/2 price apps. k, i'm on a date with rachel now so....talk to you later gator :)  (ok so there wasn't really table dancing but he didn't need to know that)
Derek: Wow....ok,  have fun
(2.5  hours later) Me: I had so much fun tonight! thanks for the suggestion to invite a friend :) have a great night!

Bitchy? Childish? Proving a point? Alex, I'll take D, all of the above for $400 please! God bless great friends (and last night's waiter) to support you when you're literally being too idiotic for your own good. A friend of mine reminded me that if a guy was really interested, he'd move mountains to come meet you and I believe that to be true. Why is it that we hold our close friends to such a high standard and yet, when it comes to potential mates, we allow such low standards and give second, third chances much faster than our BFF's?

Stick a fork in this kid, cause I'm done with playing nice! I should know better than to give so many chances (I should take some of my own advice) but I am pretty confident that this will close the chapter on Derek and his shenanigans. Besides, since this morning I've already met a new guy with much better potential and not such a flake like Derek. Keeping it hopeful that this new one won't be showing up in the blog :)

*Changed name for his safety