Chad's Return

I continue to be baffled by the dudes I've encountered in Chicago over the last several years.

These dudes have serious issues. Guys claiming to not want drama or games in their lives unless they're the ones with the drama and the games. Guys that say one thing but really mean another. Guys that expect you to bend over backwards for them and give them all the attention in the world but you're lucky to get a few seconds of their time when you're in need of attention. Men suck.

So who am I bitching about today? Well it's a little rant...*LOL*.

Hemingway you guys remember Chad. Yeah, he had me singing old school Paula Abdul. You know. Wishing. Dreaming. What a fool!

Chad had issues up to the wazoo. Whether it was a crush on a stringy dude or his family drama that I learned about during our first date, it was one thing after another. Chad's way of dealing with these issues was to shut out completely the folks that care about him. Things with us went south immediately after our second date. The end of the date was pretty awkward. He kissed me, I freaked & drove off, and basically I tried contacting him but he dropped all contact with me.

Until tonight.

Can you believe this shit? He called me out of the blue about an hour ago from his best friend's place. I guess he hasn't fallen out with her lately. Hemingway he confirmed that he was mad because of how our second date ended. Apparently so mad that he waited two and a half months to get over it.

He didn't stay on the line long, telling me that he'll call me later tonight.

Geesh. I just thought I'd share.