Hot Marine: the last straw
I’ve really had enough this time, and I have no one to blame except myself! Listen, I can admit when I screw up, and this was a big mistake. I knew it going in, and last night just cemented it for me. I really need to free myself of this addiction and put the whole fucked up thing behind me! To my lovely readers: if I ever mention Hot Marine on this blog EVER again, please, for god’s sake, reach through my monitor and slap me in the face. I’m serious. I need help or a 12-step program or something.
Here’s how it went down:
As you know, Hot Marine and I had been exchanging erotic emails all week. It was totally hot. We finally make plans for him to come over on Friday night to have some wine, catch up, and fuck. My medical situation actually seems to be improving (thank god), so I decided to just go for it because I needed to get laid. Everything is set to go. I went off to play tennis last night (which was great, by the way), and we texted back and forth about timing, etc. during my water breaks. I get home, we exchange a few more naughty texts, and I start my pre-fuck routine of primping and priming, etc. I’m halfway through painting my toenails and doing my hair when I decide to check my email… and lo and behold, he cancelled on me, via email, an hour before he was supposed to arrive. What. The. Fuck.Â
I call him – no answer (typical – he NEVER answers his phone when I call). Instead of leaving a voicemail, I texted him: “call me.” A few seconds later he calls, explains that he “completely forgot” that his parents are going to be in town this weekend, and now he has to do laundry, clean his apartment, run errands, etc. and absolutely cannot make time to travel the 15 minutes from his apartment to mine for a quick visit that we had been ramping up for all week. Silence on the phone for what seemed like forever. I say, “So you’re really not coming over?” He says, “I already explained the situation – I’m not coming over.” More silence. I say, “Don’t ever ask to come over here again. I’m done with you, [Hot Marine]. I’m done with this bullshit.” He hangs up. I am fuming. Five minutes later I get an email from him saying that he’s “truly sorry about this.” I don’t respond. End of story.
Last night after all this went down, I was so angry that I was shaking all over. I don’t remember being that angry in a really long time. And I wasn’t even all that angry at him – I was angry at myself for getting into this ridiculous situation that didn’t have any possible good outcome except for the fact that maybe I’d temporarily satiate my sex-starvation. I should have known that he’d flake out on me because disappearing has been his M.O. for the entire two years that I’ve known him. As Twitter-friend @mgrabois so bluntly pointed out: why did I expect any different of him this time? He was just being himself, the jerky guy that he’s always been. What killed me was that there was absolutely no compassion or friendliness in his voice (I hadn’t actually talked to him in almost a year) – he was just so flat and matter-of-fact and cold. I should have known.
Actually, I guess I *did* know, but it’s one thing to know something in your mind, and another to actually hear it in someone’s voice and see the completely predictable outcome play out in real-life right before your eyes. You know? It’s just a complete slap in the face.
I can be such an idiot sometimes, I swear. Why do I do this to myself?
So that’s the story, my dears. I’ve really had it with him and his bullshit. This was the last straw.
Ugh. Sorry.
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April 18th, 2009 at 4:25 pmDude, that is SO lame. I am glad to hear that your pussy seems to be getting better!
April 19th, 2009 at 4:01 am1. Good to hear “the lady” is feeling better.
2. Sorry to hear he’s an asshat, but we kinda expected him to be this way.
3. Good for you saying “enough”.
April 19th, 2009 at 12:21 pmThings do happen at the last moment and we want to give people the benefit of the doubt, but I learned that from friends, dates to even jobs, someone who is sorry or truly wants to see you will suggest a specific day right there. I’m sorry that happened, but is it really enough or “enough” when this blows over?
April 19th, 2009 at 6:08 pmHoney – Thanks, but like I said, this is totally my own fault. I never should have gotten involved with this mess in the first place!
Lawrence – Thanks, me too. The situation with Hot Marine is beyond lame, it’s completely toxic. I hope I can be strong and ignore him for good this time.
Chris – Thanks, and hahaha @ asshat! Haven’t heard that phrase in a while.
Virgin – Of course things happen at the last minute, but it’s SO much more than that with Hot Marine. The fact that his parents were coming over (IF that’s even true) is just a convenient excuse. So true about suggesting another time if he was really interested in seeing me. I truly hope that enough really is enough this time around. It’s up to me to be strong and remind myself of this situation and how unhealthy it is for me.
April 19th, 2009 at 9:24 pmThat’s the shittiest flake I’ve ever heard of. What a d-bag.
My take is this. If you’re a guy, it’s your JOB to f*ck hot chicks and make them happy, especially when they need to get laid. He should have just manned up and taken care of business. The guy has zero game. Good riddance.
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April 22nd, 2009 at 12:49 pmLance – No kidding! Fucking loser. Who gives up NSA fuck-buddy sex after ramping up for it all week long??? I mean really. I am SO done with him. He missed out because I think I would have been really, really into it since I’d be coming off a huge drought!
April 23rd, 2009 at 8:33 pmHey DD, sorry to hear about this AWFUL flake, and right in the middle of getting ready too..its happened to me. What a waste of serious primping time.
PRO : Your vag got a further chance to heal up better for the next time, which we know is sure to come.
PRO: In the words of Jeff Mac (The Manslator,please visit his wondrous site), when a guy treats you this badly you go up to him, give him a big hug and say “thank you !!”…for letting me see what a bloody rotten bugger you are before I spent any more time wasted on you.”
PRO: the emotional aftermath for you would have been horrendous and really(and this takes some self convincing)would out shadow the glow of the sex..truly, trust me on this one.
PRO: Possibly possibly, the actual sex would not ahve been as good as the build up ??Thats is another brutal revelation waiting to happen here.
PRO: You could very easily make up a list of pros that would go on indefinitely.
CON: You need to have sex very badly and that desire thows all logic out the window.
I am back here in April 2009 and am about to read that some unexpectedly good things are going to happen to you. My faith in the unexpected is the only thing that keeps me going in the dating world. I’ll catch up with you down the road. Loving your blogs DD.
November 10th, 2009 at 9:47 am