Date: November 19th, 2009 11:20 AM Author: lime outnumbered faggotry
In high school I was like 98% sure this girl liked me. I asked her out and she was like, "No, I like *my best friend's name*. I was hanging out w/ you so I could hang out with him more."
Me: ...still be friends? (so fucking beta...god I sucked)
Her: I don't know...it's kind of hard to be friends when you know someone feels that way about you.
Whole thing blew over after a couple months, her and I still talk a decent amount. She is married to some former marine and well on her way to having a shitty life.
Date: November 19th, 2009 9:00 PM Author: Blue Range
Yeah...isn't that usually what the girl is supposed to say? Why would you want to be friends with a female anyway if not for sex or access to other friends of hers?
Date: November 19th, 2009 11:21 AM Author: mauve nighttime stead
Seventh Grade at some girl's birthday party, I worked up the nerve to ask the girl that I had a huge crush on to slow dance. She looked at me and then just flat out said "no" and walked away.
Date: November 19th, 2009 11:24 AM Author: aromatic bonkers nursing home
There was a chick I was falling all over in HS. We were sort of friends, but she always kept her distance because of the way I felt about her. I had her on ICQ and she had some N/A message, some bullshit love poetry. She actually messaged me with "Not about you." Totally unsolicited pwning. I drowned my sorrow with Pepsi and all-night Team Fortress Classic.
Date: November 19th, 2009 11:41 AM Author: aromatic bonkers nursing home
She apologized for how she treated me when we got to know each other better and became friends, but I still hadn't forgiven her for that (or myself for a lot of beta behavior) so I just kinda walked out of the friendship passively in the end.
Date: November 19th, 2009 11:29 AM Author: racy property
When i was about 19, I was in a bar waiting for a drink, and there was this huge fat old regular sitting there (had to be 60ish and over 300lbs) and while I was waiting I decided to chat with him and be friendly, and he looked at me and just said "I don't like effeminate men."
Date: November 19th, 2009 11:32 AM Author: racy property
No, which is all the more reason it bothered me. I don't know which was worse: that or the fact that he thought I was hitting on him. I also think he probably thought I was a hooker, otherwise I wouldn't have done that.
first 'girlfriend', 5th grade. our parents worked together at a school district. we went to different schools when we met, but i was transferring to her school the next year. i met her at a work party. she thought i was cute, was all giggly and shit, then gave me a letter asking me to be her boyfriend. i said yes, the day ended, and i didn't talk to her for the summer. then on the first day of 6th grade at the new school, i see her and say hello and she just ignores me. we're all sitting in line in gym class or something, and i'm by myself of course, when her friend comes and brings me a note. it said something like 'you were never my boyfriend, don't talk to me.'
followup: came to find out she was the school 'slut', in that she had had like 30 boyfriends the previous year. kids weren't fooling around at that age (hell even kissing was a big deal), but she already had ho tendencies. in high school, we were both running with the same crew and she came to be interested in me again. i blew her off. a good friend of mine dated her in college and said she's a squirter. she's an elementary teacher now, married to some dude 10 years older than her.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:05 PM Author: silver pea-brained rigor
had serious chemistry with a girl in HS, but we were dating other ppl. she came to visit during college when i was single, we ended up on the floor, i was on top of her, went to kiss her, and she was like, "no, i have a bf." but then we proceeded to sleep together that night, with no sex.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:28 PM Author: Chestnut infuriating electric furnace internal respiration
Actually it is kind of bad, because you have to wonder why she came to visit you. Even if she had a boyfriend (did she really?) she probably intended to fuck you. You probably talked yourself out of some pussy.
9th grade. Gave girl roses to be my GF. She accepted. Had plans to go to movie and make out. She cancelled and broke up with me on the phone. I grabbed a nearby wrench and hit myself in the forearms a bunch.
5 years later she wants me. I don't give her the time of day. She is fat and married with a couple of ugly kids.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:13 PM Author: Chestnut infuriating electric furnace internal respiration
When I was a senior in HS I heard through the grapevine that a younger chick (i think she was a sophomore) liked me. I didnt act on it for a few months because I was sort of dating another chick, and then the school year ended.
One or two years later during the summer I saw her at a party. I ended up getting insanely drunk and I clumsily tried to hit on her. I said something like "I heard u liek attidood, sup?" and she replied in a completely disgusted voice "There isn't enough booze in the world"
junior hs. summoned up courage, called a girl from my science class, identified myself, and asked her out. she laughed and said, "is this [name of other guy in our class]? is this a joke?"
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:20 PM Author: Chestnut infuriating electric furnace internal respiration
i had a couple of rejections in junior high. theyre the fucking worst, because you're not mature enough to realize that women are pretty TTT and their opinions dont really matter.
i wrote "[name] masturbates with a gameboy" all over the boys locker room. but i was smart enough to wait two months before doing it. it caught on. she eventually killed herself. i was never suspected. twice a month i shit on her grave site. so, the healing has begun, thankfully.
Date: January 15th, 2010 3:49 PM Author: brindle bipolar kitchen
Her behavior wasn't that bad. Junior high kids are extremely fucking stupid. That's bad enough that I wouldn't want to talk to her, but I wouldn't spread rumors.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:24 PM Author: buff idea he suggested friendly grandma
I did that in 8th grade. Called up this girl who I knew my entire youth and asked her to a dance even though we did nothing more than have random chit chat in the hall maybe once a month. She said she'd think about it. The next day I get on the bus and the entire fucking bus was laughing about it.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:22 PM Author: buff idea he suggested friendly grandma
My buddy and I in college got in with a group of sorority girls from this one sorority. One of them was pretty into me and another into him etc. We had a house party at his place where some asshole brought moonshine so I was taking swigs of it and was at near blackout when a whole group of these sorority girls, including that one that was down with me rolled in. I vaguely remember hitting on her in the kitchen but dont remember what I was saying.
I have a slight memory of the entire group of girls storming out of the party and one of them pointing at me and saying something to the effect of "that guy is fucking creepy"
I then had to finish out my year with an ENTIRE sorority whispering about me at the bars as "that guy" EVERY TIME I WALKED IN
To this day I have no clue what I said to her, and her friend wouldnt tell my buddy either because it was that creepy.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:32 PM Author: buff idea he suggested friendly grandma
Id never seen a girl pull a 180 so quick. Girl was all about me the previous couple times we hung out, using the grapevine to let me know as well that she was down, sending sorority sisters up to me to tell me how hot she thought i was etc. and to go make a move.
Then some sweet nothings being whispered into her ear got SIXTY girls to label me a monster creep.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:25 PM Author: mauve nighttime stead
Ha, this reminds me of a time when I got really drunk and called a girl I was hooking up with. Apparently I heard she was on a date with some other dude so I left her a message where I called her a "cunt". I have no recollection of this.
Date: November 19th, 2009 1:30 PM Author: buff idea he suggested friendly grandma
Ha, I did something similar with a girl im still semi dating right now.
She wanted some space and told me this via email the friday night of halloween weekend. So I said whatever and went out with other buddies. Met a girl at the bar, she was texting and calling me over and over and I just had a "fuck her" mindset and ignored them all. I made out with this chick and she didnt wanna leave with me. So I left at like 2am and read all the texts etc. They were like "im sorry i wanna see you" etc. Then the final one said "this just proves to me you're with another girl"
SO i called her up and got her voicemail and left some 2 minute rant like you fucking bitch etc.
Sad thing is she still called me to apologize the next morning until she listened to the VM i left later in the day and just sent me a text saying im a huge asshole.
Date: November 19th, 2009 3:05 PM Author: buff idea he suggested friendly grandma
I'm 6'3, was going for a layup on a breakaway, had a guy who I probably had a 20 foot lead on at the time of the steal come from behind and swat the ball into the stands. Both teams and the entire crowd was laughing...pwnd (in my defense he was black and similar in height)
Date: November 21st, 2009 12:16 PM Author: wonderful community account
I did that to a dood once. I was running the length of the floor and shouted "block party comin" but I guess he didn't hear me. Ball ended up in the stands.
I worked at a grocery store in HS with two hot girls from another school, Shelley and Erin. Unbeknownst to me, Shelley got a page from Erin while she was working, and she called me over, gave me her phone number, and said "you should call Erin and ask her what she wants," meaning "hey beta, can you answer this page for me?"
I totally misread the situation and waited until the next night and called her (in front of a few of my friends). She basically said "WTF, why are you calling me?" and hung up after I awkwardly tried to play it off.
Years later, I ran into them both again and had a threesome with them while wearing a werewolf mask.
oh god which one do I pick. I think the one that stung the most happened just a few years ago. Been talking to this girl for a few weeks, friend of a friend, got to know each other, and I wanted to ask her out.
I had her phone number that I'd gotten from her a few days before, called her up and said "Hey, it's tyvmft, want to do [X]" ("X" being a group outting with a few friends, doing an activity I know she enjoyed)
Keep in mind we'd talked a bit in person, but she still said "Who?" and as I stumbled explaining who I was she continued, talking over me, "Oh sorry, I have to babysit that day" and hung up on me.
Date: November 19th, 2009 8:59 PM Author: histrionic locus
Girlfriend of 4 years cheated on me when I was on a trip providing medical support in subsaharan Africa. She was a 5'11" blonde, so I was shocked to find out the guy was a 5'8" balding motherfucker. I am 6'3". She left me for him, and when I asked why, she stated very clearly, that it was because she liked the shape of his dick.
Date: November 19th, 2009 9:03 PM Author: impressive set
Wasn't really a big deal to me...
But I decided to ask this girl out to the Senior Prom, who was cool, cute, cheerleader, in some of my classes and did a play with me, and who I knew didn't have a bf or much going on.
I thought she was kinda below my league and at least above the fray of HS politics so it would be an auto "yes."
I came up to her at the end of the day by the lockers and small talked and asked her, and she immediately responded with a sort of condescending chuckle, followed by "wow!....you really have some balls!" and proceeded to say she didn't think she was going, but thanks anyway.
Saw her at prom; she went alone.
(Turns out a few guys asked her and she said no...I still wonder whether I had the "nicest" rejection)
Date: November 19th, 2009 9:11 PM Author: Sienna slimy parlor
i've never been rejected. one time i tried to get a female friend of mine after she got engaged, but that was only a halfhearted attempt and i didn't expect her to cheat on him. i got back at her anyway for making me feel rejected (even though it wasn't a real rejection, for the reasons i just gave).
Date: November 19th, 2009 9:16 PM Author: crystalline thirsty filthpig site
junior year in high school I was going to my best friends birthday and a girl I really liked called me up. She wanted to hang out, and I told her to tag along with me to the birthday. I hit on her a bit, but sort of lost her for a bit. When i start looking for her I am told she is fucking the birthday boy. She told me about it the next day. Awesome.
Date: November 20th, 2009 12:45 AM Author: primrose passionate house gay wizard
So there's this insanely hot girl. She's like a 9. One of the hottest girls in college. We were in a class together and she was a little nerdy so I decided to make small talk, chit chat. I knew she was out of my league but thought it would be good fun.
One night I see her at this bar dancing. She spots me and motions for me to come to the dance floor and dance with her, so I walk over and we dance for a bit. It breaks up and I ask for her number. She puts it in my phone. I call the number (so she would have mine) and quickly grabs my phone out of my hand because she had done the one number off thing. I called her out on it and she said it wasn't that because she fixed it, but let's just say I never called her.
Date: November 21st, 2009 12:20 PM Author: fluffy odious quadroon digit ratio
There were these two girls on the subway across from me talking about this and that - and one of them really thought she was all that and a piece of fried cheese. She saw me looking (not my problem she had an unavoidable voice like a fog horn) and said, "ugh, I can't stand when guys stare".
I waited for the doors to open at my stop and when I passed by her I stooped and slurred out of the side of my mouth, "honey, I'm gay so get over yourself." Her friend laughed at her.
Date: January 15th, 2010 1:47 PM Author: Vermilion station circlehead
Senior year of HS was going out with the [white] school valedictorian. I was also fairly prominent so were a pretty big power couple on campus, to the extent you can be in HS.
We were quite the item, talked everyday, made out on the weekends, etc. etc. etc.
It came around time to choose colleges. She chose school X cause she got a full scholly. I chose school Y to be close to her (her school didn't have my program).
When I told her that, she said "oh this was never going to go past this year, didn't you know that? Plus, my dad would never let us get serious because you're Asian".
What made the pawnage even worse is that her dad was a minister (how Christian of him) and my beta ass still took her to prom.
And, of course, in classic fashion she IMed me out of the blue a few weeks ago after years and years of no communication saying stuff like "you're hurting, you need someone like me in your life". She literally gained like 75 pounds since HS.
Date: June 23rd, 2010 8:55 AM Author: seedy brilliant step-uncle's house messiness
"Senior year of HS was going out with the [white] school valedictorian. I was also fairly prominent so were a pretty big power couple on campus, to the extent you can be in HS."
Yes, nothing says "HS power couple" like a bookish asian fellow and a pasty ugly nerd who gets straight A's. LOL @ your delusions.
Date: January 15th, 2010 1:55 PM Author: exciting selfie spot
Met this girl on Halloween a few years back and hooked up. A few days later she decided it would be a good idea to meet up at a local bar. I thought there was nothing to worry about since I already hooked up with her. I see her, say whats up, introduce myself to her friends and sit down at their table. Get a really bad feeling from her friends. Her one friend says she has to go to bathroom and then all the girls leave with her and they tell me to hold the table we are at. About ten minutes pass and I'm sitting there by myself. I say fuck it and walk around and notice they're all leaving the bar. I felt so owned. A couple years later I see her out and she is all over me but I have no choice but to reject her like she did to me.
Date: January 15th, 2010 3:45 PM Author: brindle bipolar kitchen
1. 3rd grade. Told a girl that I had a crush on her. She said, "I don't like you. I like [other guy]. He is so sexy." I tried to convince her that he wasn't. It didn't work.
2. 4th grade. First WOC crush. I told someone I liked her and the whole class found out, so she told me in front of the whole class that she didn't like me in that way.
3. January 2002. I call a girl and get some guy with a deep voice (her boyfriend, but I didn't know and assumed he was her roommate's guy). Tell him to leave a message for her. I got an email from her: "You make me really uncomfortable and I don't want to see you again."
That one fucked me up a bit (well, because I was a fucked-up person and let it). I went outside with almost no clothes for a couple hours. It was January in MN.
4. March 2002. I talked to a girl, and it seemed like we're getting along well. I wrote a "long email" to her (3 paragraphs). I was screamed at by her best friend in the middle of class (she threatened to kill me) in front of a professor.
I hadn't done a single thing wrong or creepy, but I was 30 pounds underweight and had bad acne, and this girl was indignant that I'd even deign to approach her. So an innocuous email (I still have it) became "long" and creepy. Girls really hate omegas (which I was then). Cunt.
5. January 2004. After an failed attempt to hit on a girl who was visiting my floor, I retreat to my room and when I'm gone, I hear her complaining about me to her friends in an extremely unflattering and distasteful way. I'm a bit unstable (just returned from Budapest, which was awesome, but the return adjustment was a bitch) at the time so I come back out and call her a dirty, rancid slut to her face. Loudly. I scare the shit out of her and she's shaking and screaming "You don't know me!" She has some medical episode from the stress and her friend starts putting wet towels on her. This was in the dorms and I woke a few people up. It was about 2:30 in the morning. I don't care. You can reject me and that's ok, but if you say nasty things about me to other people, there will be retaliation.
6. Sept. 2009. I ask a girl out. "Maybe I'll bring you to have coffee with me and my brother next week." Ok, fine. I guess she's the conservative type. Her brother will like me and go to bat for me. Ask her if she's still on for coffee that night. "No, I have to cancel. I have a date."
She was Jewish, so I used this to give her an out. "Guess I'm in the friend-zone, but I understand you probably want to date someone who's Jewish, so that's cool." Her: "None of my boyfriends have been Jewish."
1, 2, 3 and 6 are fine people and, as far as I know, are doing well. 4 and 5 (the only evil rejections that come to mind) are rotten messes last I checked. #5 tried to kill herself.
Unlike most posters in this thread, I've never had a girl who rejected me come back and make a play for me-- in my experience, that almost never happens-- but I'm almost always able to find a girl I end up liking a lot better, and I do really well with the really great (heroic) women. Rejection has saved me too many times from falling onto my bad decisions/mistaken attractions for me to regard it with anything less than a positive view.
Date: January 16th, 2010 3:00 AM Author: brindle bipolar kitchen
No. It was almost 8 years ago and I'd have to go digging through my files.
It was along the lines of this:
Hey [Girl],
I enjoyed our conversation in the library. We should get together for coffee. Are you free on Saturday? I'm free after 2:30.
[Me]
It was completely innocuous, but, because I was 30 lb. underweight and had severe acne, she was so indignant at my approach so she decided to sick her crazy friend on me.
Date: January 16th, 2010 3:06 AM Author: brindle bipolar kitchen
It was longer than that, but that was the gist of it.
I mentioned a concert I was going to and described the band-- that was one paragraph. And there were a couple comments on the classes I was taking.
My greatest weakness in dating, and one that has caused be incalculable pain, is that I was born a terrible judge of character, due to a naive inability to fathom evil. I've improved in this regard considerably, but the fact that I've had these sorts of experiences might shine some light on why I value the HEROIC woman so highly.
Date: January 15th, 2010 8:31 PM Author: arousing persian office
I have a copy.
Here's the first entry I read, just randomly selected now:
"Ah, freshman year... glad that's over. In a sense, it's funny, though. I can't decide whether it's the irony or the anti-irony of UF 138 that makes it so comical. Anyway, enough of that.
I'm closing in on identity-crisis time as the grad-school results come in. All the places I applied look good, but my gut tells me I'll be at Chicago or MIT next fall. I'm looking forward to this. I want to learn the math, go through the process, and complete the disseration: Not just for my dad (who decided I'd someday be a "Dr. Church" someday when I was 3 or 4) but for myself: maybe I'm being impulsive, but I feel a desire to get my Ph.D. and try my hand at mathematical greatness. If I fail to be great, I'll at least learn a lot of cool things.
On the other hand, I've decided that I just will not go into academia. The only way that could happen is if, during my graduate years, I publish an earth-shattering result that makes me a star, at which point departments are courting me, rather than me having to subjugate myself to them. A nice fantasy, and it may work out that way, but I can't depend on such a low-probability scenario. Most graduate students don't become stars. So if your motivation for Ph. D. is an academic career, well congratulations, you've just bought yourself a lottery ticket at the low, low price of 4+ years. Not for me: the endless maze of post-docs and anemic income trajectory are just not acceptable. Part of what makes successful people, I believe, is the ability to assess value, and recognize opportunities vs. dead ends. Well, after academia started killing all the TT positions, it turned into one big smoldering dead end. Academia itself may be in inexorable decline, a dinosaur huffin' Marlboros by the tarpit.
Sometimes, I wonder if I can "afford" this. Sure, the schools will pay for me. Can I take 4 years out of my life to do something purely for enjoyment, not career, purposes? I think yes, but I'm not sure. Maybe my upper-middle class background, combined with "smart kid" self-image, has allowed to distort my self-sense too much toward the aristocratic end of things and believe, falsely, that I can afford this indulgence, education as an end in itself, when perhaps I cannot. I don't know how many opportunities I'll have to make it big and still fear I might get only one and miss it with my nose in the book. But I think that any high-income, high-achievement tracks available now will only be moreso after grad school. The education will be neutral if not hurt, I presume. I just hope this is right.
In sum, I wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Education so far hasn't been really a choice: where, that we can decide; if, not at all. Now that "if" is also a choice, it just gets that much more complicated. I know I'd be able to handle grad-school if it were my only option, and incumbent upon me to just discipline myself to do it. But with so many opportunities everywhere, and at a six-digit opportunity cost, it just might be very difficult.
Agh, this is just too much angst for one night. I'll just sign off here. "
Date: January 15th, 2010 8:24 PM Author: dashing clown
Date: January 15th, 2010 3:45 PM
Author: Dr. Pensive House, life, career, and love expert. (thanks, Jigsaw!)
1. 3rd grade. Told a girl that I had a crush on her. She said, "I don't like you. I like [other guy]. He is so sexy." I tried to convince her that he wasn't. It didn't work.
2. 4th grade. First WOC crush. I told someone I liked her and the whole class found out, so she told me in front of the whole class that she didn't like me in that way.
3. January 2002. I call a girl and get some guy with a deep voice (her boyfriend, but I didn't know and assumed he was her roommate's guy). Tell him to leave a message for her. I got an email from her: "You make me really uncomfortable and I don't want to see you again."
That one fucked me up a bit (well, because I was a fucked-up person and let it). I went outside with almost no clothes for a couple hours. It was January in MN.
4. March 2002. I talked to a girl, and it seemed like we're getting along well. I wrote a "long email" to her (3 paragraphs). I was screamed at by her best friend in the middle of class (she threatened to kill me) in front of a professor.
I hadn't done a single thing wrong or creepy, but I was 30 pounds underweight and had bad acne, and this girl was indignant that I'd even deign to approach her. So an innocuous email (I still have it) became "long" and creepy. Girls really hate omegas (which I was then). Cunt.
5. January 2004. After an failed attempt to hit on a girl who was visiting my floor, I retreat to my room and when I'm gone, I hear her complaining about me to her friends in an extremely unflattering and distasteful way. I'm a bit unstable (just returned from Budapest, which was awesome, but the return adjustment was a bitch) at the time so I come back out and call her a dirty, rancid slut to her face. Loudly. I scare the shit out of her and she's shaking and screaming "You don't know me!" She has some medical episode from the stress and her friend starts putting wet towels on her. This was in the dorms and I woke a few people up. It was about 2:30 in the morning. I don't care. You can reject me and that's ok, but if you say nasty things about me to other people, there will be retaliation.
6. Sept. 2009. I ask a girl out. "Maybe I'll bring you to have coffee with me and my brother next week." Ok, fine. I guess she's the conservative type. Her brother will like me and go to bat for me. Ask her if she's still on for coffee that night. "No, I have to cancel. I have a date."
She was Jewish, so I used this to give her an out. "Guess I'm in the friend-zone, but I understand you probably want to date someone who's Jewish, so that's cool." Her: "None of my boyfriends have been Jewish."
1, 2, 3 and 6 are fine people and, as far as I know, are doing well. 4 and 5 (the only evil rejections that come to mind) are rotten messes last I checked. #5 tried to kill herself.
Unlike most posters in this thread, I've never had a girl who rejected me come back and make a play for me-- in my experience, that almost never happens-- but I'm almost always able to find a girl I end up liking a lot better, and I do really well with the really great (heroic) women. Rejection has saved me too many times from falling onto my bad decisions/mistaken attractions for me to regard it with anything less than a positive view.
Date: January 15th, 2010 4:03 PM Author: Vibrant native old irish cottage
I asked a girl to homecoming my sophomore year of high school. She said yes, and things were good. About a week later, she told me that she didn't want to go with me anymore because I was too short for her. I grew about 7 inches by the time we went to college, she went off to some all girls school and is now a lesbian.
This chick and I had both recently moved to town, but had so's in the towns from whence we came. we kicked it a lot, and had lots of chemistry. I wanted to make a move, but she kept mentioning how she couldn't trust her bf because when they hooked up he was dating someone else. So I dumped my girlfriend and told this chick I was into her so she should dump her bf.
She laughed and gave me a pat on the head. pwnpwnpwn.
it wasn't that great with the other gf. in the end it worked out for the best.
you are absolutely correct that girls who complain about their boyfriends are not necessarily ready to dump them. otoh, if i'm complaining to a woman about my gf, it means i'm ready for some strange.
Date: January 15th, 2010 7:02 PM Author: Vermilion station circlehead
One summer I was doing an internship. I had been dating this girl for probably 9 months before heading off. We were really hitting it off. Talking about where we were going to move after we graduated, etc. She came to visit me and had a great time. Fucked a ton, had a nice picnic, etc. Life was grand.
Two weeks later, after I was done with my internship, she picked me up at the airport, dumped me in the car, and told me she had been cheating on me, dropped me off at my house.
Date: January 16th, 2010 2:34 AM Author: exciting selfie spot
The two rejections combined take the cake...First girl was checking me out. No doubt in my mind. I DELAYED in making a move. Completely on me. I catch her at the bar. It is very crowded so she is stuck talking ot me. Conversation goes really well. Just as she is about to leave I ask for a number. She says, "Nah, not giving it to you!"...Whatever, that's the cost of doing business. Later, I meet a very cute girl. We talk for about 30 minutes and we have mutual friends. She GIVES me her number and says she'll be back and has me text her so she has my number. She comes back, WITH ANOTHER GUY and starts making out with him. Not near me but I see it go down. Two girls, two rejections!
Date: May 10th, 2010 8:14 PM Author: elite azure temple
(1) Had a one-night stand with some chick, and as she was trying to sneak out the morning after, I asked for her number. She said, "I regret this already, you disgusting loser." I have no idea why this stung, but it did.
(2) Tried to chat girl up at bar. Without saying a word, she stood up and walked away with a disgusted look on her face.
(3) In high school, asked cute girl out on last day of school. She said no. Then she made a really annoyed face, as though the reality of what happened sunk in, and she said, literally, "Hell no."
Date: June 23rd, 2010 9:33 AM Author: peach dilemma coffee pot
I've honestly never been rejected. So I'll post my meanest rejection of a chick:
So the summer after freshman year I started dating this chick that I met at the beach. We lived about 2 hours apart so we usually only chilled on the weekends (she'd usually stay at my place from friday till sunday).
I quickly realized that she was a pathological liar. She literally lied about everything, even meaningless shit. Like she'd lie about grades she got in college, how old her sister is (wtf?), her dad's job, what she ate for lunch, etc.
She was staying with me one weekend and for whatever reason it occurred to me that I had never seen her take her birth control (I'm extremely observant). Obviously it was possible she took it in the bathroom or some shit, but I decided to call her out on it since she had lied about so much other shit. I demanded that she show me her BC.
After yelling at her for 10 minutes she admitted she wasn't on BC because it makes her feel "funny." This was obviously WAY over the line.
I yelled at her for 30 minutes about what a fucked up person she was, how she had a loose, smelly pussy (not true), etc. I broke up with her started driving her home. I got pissed off at her while driving her so I dropped her off about 10 minutes on the way to her house. She was crying.
When I got back to my place I saw that she had left her cell phone there.
I felt bad for about 10 seconds but then was just INSANELY afraid that she would show up at my door one day telling me that she's pregnant.
She friend requested me on facebook about 4 years ago. Rejected that. Also found out recently she married some guy a few years ago, had 2 kids, and they're now divorced.
Date: March 3rd, 2011 2:32 PM Author: zippy regret sanctuary
there was this one chick i was pretty keen on, and she knew it. she started spending more time with me and talking to me more and stuff, so i thought maybe i was actually getting somewhere.
one night a bunch of us are out getting wasted, and i'm up at the bar ordering a drink. i'm leaning on the bar with my hand resting on it. she comes over and starts talking to me. while she's listening to me say something, she puts her hand on top of mine. my dick practically lurched out of my pants.
then she used that moment to explain why we shouldn't be together.