I was at a bar dancing with a good friend when these two guys came up and started dancing with us. I was pretty drunk and ended up making out with one of them and giving him my number. I didn’t think twice about giving out the number especially as I figured he wouldn’t call anyway. The next day he called and I didn’t answer because I really wasn’t interested. A few hours later he texted me letting me know he called. I texted back and gave some stupid reason as to why I didn’t call him back.

A few days later, he texts me again saying that it’s his birthday and he really wanted to take me out sometime. I told him I wasn’t really wanting to date. He begged for a casual meeting. I knew he lived in the same town that I go to school to, about half an hour from where I live. I had to go to class the next morning to turn in a paper and that was it so I told him I’d meet him for coffee after I finished this errand.

So there I was waiting in Starbucks for this guy and he’s 15 minutes late when I decided to text him to find out where he is. He immediately calls me and says he’s so sorry, he overslept. I told him it was fine, I didn’t really care. He then asks me if I can come and pick him up. Realizing that he doesn’t have a car, I tell him no, I’m not going to pick him up. He then asks if we can reschedule. I told him I wasn’t interested and left to go back home.

Once I return home, I saw that I had four text messages from him saying things like:

“Oh, I’m punishing myself by walking in the cold to Starbucks. Please come meet me!”

“Shit, I fell on ice and now my elbow really hurts!”

To each text, I replied: “I’m sorry. I’m at home and not interested in a date.”

He then called me and I didn’t answer. I got several more texts that day telling me how amazing I was and that he really wanted to get to know me better. After not getting any further replies, he finally got the hint.