On Friday night, as soon as I got to work, I got a text from Vette Guy asking what I was doing. I told him I was working, and that he should come visit, and he said he would! So I was really distracted at work, thinking he could walk in at any moment! I had my phone sitting behind the bar on the back counter, so I could briefly glance at it every once in a while to see if he'd texted me. Well, after about an hour, I looked back and my phone was gone!! My manager took it away because I wasn't supposed to have it behind the bar! Gay... So my night went downhill from there. And of course, Vette Guy never showed.
Finally, at the end of the night when we were counting tips, I got my phone back and I had 3 texts from him. The first one was asking if I could get him out of the long line, the second one said "I'm leaving" and the last one said something along the lines of, "I guess you had better options...hope you have a good night".
Well I immediately texted him back, and explained what happened. I wasn't really expecting a response though, cuz it was like 3:30 am. But on my drive home, he called me. He wanted me to go hang out with him in the hot tub, and he was obviously drunk. I told him not tonight, I was too tired, it was late, and I was already on the other side of town. Then he proceeded to get mad, because he "doesn't like being turned down"! Well tough titties, maybe he should get turned down once in a while!
So on Saturday, I called him around 4 in the afternoon to see if he even remembered talking to me. He admitted that he was indeed drunk the night before, and that he really wanted to see me. So I told him that Melissa and I, and some friends, were going out and he should meet up with us later. And he said definitely.
Well we went to my work, as usual, (as if I don't get enough of that place) and Frank was working. He gave us all a round of free drinks, and we hung out for a little while. Then we decided to check out the new bar around the corner, since I hadn't been there yet. At this point, I still had not heard from Vette Guy, so I was beginning to think he'd be another no-show. Well we headed next door, got in VIP since I bartend around the corner, and we got a free round of shots from Billy, who was working! In case you don't remember, Billy is the cutie I met on the bus to and from the employee outing last week. Then I got a text from Vette Guy asking where I was. So we had to rush back over to my work to meet him. And I have to say, he was lookin' fine in a baby blue and white striped button down, with the top 3 buttons undone! I gave him a hug, he told me I looked amazing, and we caught up for a little bit. Then we went our separate ways. Me and my friends headed back next door, and he went to meet up with his friends somewhere down the street. But he promised to call me later. I wasn't gonna hold my breath.
Well, later rolls around, the bars are closing, Melissa and her boyfriend (yes, boyfriend! She's crossed over to the dark side...) left together, and Vette Guy is actually calling me! He wanted me to come and meet him somewhere. I offered to pick him up, because he had ridden with his friends. So I went and got him and we began the drive to his place. This is where it gets interesting...
I don't know how we got on this topic, but we actually talked about our feelings! I was giving him a hard time about only hearing from him once a month before he goes MIA, and he said something like, "Whatever, it's not like you even notice or miss me!" I refuted him and told him I definitely notice! And I said, "Look, it's obvious that you're not looking for a girlfriend" but he interrupted me with "Actually...I am."
Me: Well then...why are you playing games with me? You obviously don't think that I'm girlfriend material. So why bother?
VG: No, it's just that you scare me. How can you, who I've only just met, break through my walls so easily? It's like I already feel too comfortable with you, and I'm not gonna let myself get hurt.
Me: ((jaw drops)) What?? You can't protect yourself forever you know. Everybody get's hurt. That's just life.
VG: Well I've been really screwed over, had my heart taken away from me and stomped on, and I'm not gonna let that happen again.
Me: ((sigh)) Well me too...but I guess I just wear my heart on my sleeve. Everytime you protect yourself, I'm the one who gets hurt.
VG: Nuh uh! You don't even care about me!
Me: What!? Of course I do! Look...the last relationship I was in, sucked too. And I do like you and I'm obviously attracted to you...
VG: Well I am obviously very attracted to you too!
Me: Well you really did hurt me when you gave me that whole excuse about us wanting different things. I'm tired of playing games. And that just sounded like BS to me.
VG: I just didn't think you seemed like you were that into me.
Me: Well you're wrong.
I don't remember the rest, and there was definitely more to that conversation, but I can't remember every minute detail. I think we changed the subject after that. Anyways, we'd been sitting in the car in his parking garage talking for a while now. I don't really know if we've come to some sort of agreement, or what. But before I left, he kissed me and said, "Gimme a shout tomorrow, babe."
Now it's the next day, and I'm thinking...what if that was just another one of his lines?? Or another excuse??? I don't know! I am pretty gullible. Although I found out he wasn't lying about going to London... So I don't know. Does he really like me?? Or was he just trying to get me to sleep with him?
Mitch Of The Day:
"I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're going and hook up with them later."