I gotta tell this. I shouldn't, but I have to. I'm LOL.




I came on here and braaggggged about my new man, right? Well, I didn't
tell the whole story. He is a very, very difficult person and every
time I left him, I found myself baffled, befuddled, saying WTF just
happened? I have to gripe to my IFs about this because everybody here
knows him. :) He is a very big celebrity in the tiny Arkansas auto
racing world. Takes him 10 minutes to walk 20 feet for all the people
hanging all over him. It's affected his ego. :)

He got to where he was very grumpy toward me and very nice to everybody
else. I feel that one must _earn_ the right to treat one's woman like a
piece of dog poo, so I didn't like this much. I always left early
because - well, I just don't really have the time for that crap.

He wasn't always like this and he does get a break for being under
tremendous pressure, but after all. I'm not going to take much of
anything off anybody these days.

So after a weekend where he called me on the phone after I left early,
and he asked me a very inappropriate question when I know my daughter
was in the car with them, I just about decided enough was enough. I was
pretty funny though. He asked me how long it had been since _____ and I
said, None of your business. He kept after me and I said A long time.
He kept on: How long? I said, Well okay. A week. [of course this is not
true at all]

The change was really pretty funny. He got REALLY MAD, this dirty old
man who ogles girls and acts the arse. I laughed and hung up.

So I wrote him an e-mail Monday and said WTF is UP WITH YOU? You're
mean to me and nice to everybody else. He said he's not MAD at me, he's
CONCERNED about the way I present myself to others. Hokaaaay.

Boils down to my bossing my kids around. "You're a bossy woman." I said
"I don't boss YOU, I wear a nicotine patch with you and don't smoke and
I cook for you and I am trying HARD to not be the femi-nazi that you
think I am. All I was doing was trying to be your girlfriend."

He sez then that he doesn't have time for a girlfriend, that a sex
buddy is all he has time for - and no kissing till I quit smoking. This
is hilarious on so many levels I can't pick one to tell about. I told
him no thanks, that while I don't have time for an actual boyfriend,
I'd put Sex Buddy as a 1 and Girlfriend as a 10 and I wouldn't settle
for anything less than a 5 and would prefer a 6 or a 7.

I was nice and polite, was thanking goodness that he couldn't see my
smirk through the email. I just said, thanks but no thanks.

So I'm single again. :D Difference is, I kinda like it! What a
collossal arse! I think I already told Rae that my mom said I needed to
get back on the Internet and find somebody decent. :)


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