I’m going to write about a really bizarre series of events that happened a few weeks back.
Let me know what you make of this.
I had a first date planned with this girl I’d exchanged numbers with from the online dating world. We arranged to go out and then there was a strike on the London Underground. We decided two nights in advance that this would make meeting virtually impossible/an absolute nightmare and so we agreed to postpone.
The following night it was announced that the tube strike was in fact cancelled. Date back on then? We messaged about it but my date told me she had now made other plans.
Over the next day or so we arranged to meet on another night. The day before, I recieved a message from the girl to tell me that she was really sorry but she was going to a gig with her brother and that she completely forgot about because the tickets were bought so long ago.
Over the next few days, we arranged for yet another day and time to meet for our first date. The day of the date, I recieved a message from the girl to say that a friend had come over from Australia and was in her town for just one night so could we postpone.
Throughout all of this, my interest in this girl was dwindling big time as you can imagine, and I pretty much showed no enthusiasm for rearranging. Despite a complete absence of encouragement on my part, she still said she wanted to go on a date with me. I didn’t say no, but I was like ‘okay, sure’ kind of thing.
I was totally feeling just no emotion toward any contact with her at this point and was finding the whole thing quite strange. Like, when she cancelled, I wasn’t disappointed and when she expressed a continued desire to meet, I wasn’t excited either. I was just unfazed, I guess.
Anyway, a few days later, I recieved a message from her to tell me that she feels really bad but doesn’t think it’s a good time for her to start dating because she’s training for a new job and studying and thinks she needs to concentrate on those things, etc.
She ended her message by saying she would definitely be in touch and if, by the time I hear from her again, I’ve been snapped up then it would be her loss.
Some time went by – I’m not really sure how much – and I recieve another message from her. Remember, I’ve not contacted her or reached out because I firmly believe by now that we’ll never meet and I’ve lost interest. So this message starts off with a massive apology. She tells me she is sorry and that she hasn’t been entirely honest with me. She says that she has fallin in love with that friend that visited from Australia and that they are now a couple.
I was like, what the actual fuck?! I mean, I didn’t think any more of her messages could surprise me but this one was unexpected.
She was kind enough to tell me that it was just unfortunate timing, that she thought I was very handsome, funny and a good guy (bear in mind we’ve never even met!), that I will find someone and that I should hang in there.
Just the whole thing was utterly bizarre from start to finish. I don’t know if she was just saying this to spare my feelings but it did feel a little patronising particularly because we had not even met and she was saying things to me that you might say to someone after you’ve just broken their heart.
I wanted reply back with something like, “Alright love, don’t give yourself too much credit, I think I’ll be okay after missing out on someone I’ve never even met. My pillow isn’t exactly gonna be saturated with tears as I fall asleep tonight’.
But, obviously, I’m far too nice and polite to say that so I think I thanked her for letting me know and wished her all the best or something like that.
I mean, it’s impossible for me to say whether all/any/none of what she told in any of her messages is true, partially true or complete lies. It is in my nature to believe people, believe in their decency and that coincidences can happen and put people in difficult situations… but what do you make of all of that? Just put it down to internet weirdos?
Anyway, a very funny and pretty strange sequence of events ending with someone getting in a relationship. And, once again, that person not being me.
But I won’t worry. As someone recently advised me, I’ll just “hang in there”.