Strangely, MVWD started off very nicely. I’d been chatting to a guy online for a few months. Looks-wise he wasn’t my type so I’d always refused his advances. However, he was persistent, not pushy though, and I thought perhaps I’d give him the benefit of the doubt as there’d always been plenty of friendly banter between us and maybe my usual type was where I’d gone wrong.

We went to a pub for dinner and he paid for all our drinks and food–a pleasant change for me as previous dates always went halves. The conversation flowed really well and I found myself quite attracted to his cheeky-chappy and confident personality. I was completely surprised by our chemistry, but pleasantly so and wondered if I’d been wrong all this time to reject him.

On his first trip to the toilet, he sent me a text from the bathroom saying how much he was having fun and didn’t want to go. I thought this was weird–I’m right here, you don’t need to text me! But I decided to ignore it and continue as normal when he came back.

I walked him to the station so he could catch his train home after and he very politely told me he’d had a lovely time and would like to see me again. No sooner had I walked 30 seconds away from the station, I was bombarded by texts off him saying how much he didn’t want to go and could he please stay at mine. I replied that no, we only just met and we should can meet up again another time. He sent me another six texts begging me. Some of them just saying ‘pleeeasse’ and ‘hurrrry upp my trains guna be here soon!’ All sent one after the other.

I continued to say no, he continued to beg, right up until 10 minutes later when I got angry and told him he was being very unfair on me, I’d said no several times and this wasn’t appropriate. His response? He didn’t really want to stay over. He was just testing me to see how easy I was, and now that I’d passed the test he liked me even more. Unsurprisingly, it made me like him a whole lot less.

Ok, I’m not sure how much of a date this was but it was very weird. I met C while I was at a local bar I like to frequent. I saw a girl, L, who I see regularly at the bookstore I work at and we started talking when she introduced me to her boyfriend and his best friend, C. We all hung out for a while and L and I exchanged number so we could hang out more often.  The next night L called me to invite me out for her boyfriend’s birthday and when I showed up C was there, too. L’s boyfriend was pretty blitzed so she had to take him home, so it was just C and me.

We sat there talking for a while and he was pretty funny, but not really the type of guy I would go for. When he asked me if he could take me on a date, I told him that I really wasn’t looking to date anyone since I was dealing with some pretty tough family issues and really didn’t want to get involved with anyone at the moment. He said he understood and said that he would be fine with just getting to know me, which I thought was fine.

Around this time I saw a guy I was an acquaintance with and he came over to talk. For some reason he started showing us pictures of his kids and then asked me the bizarre question of when I was going to have kids. I bluntly told him that I do not want kids. Both C and this guy could not fathom why I would be so opposed to having children and actually began trying to convince me that as a woman it was only natural to want children. I informed them that I suffer from tocophobia, which they believed was impossible. C then told me that I may be thin but since I am a woman I was made to have children. I decided right then and there that there was no way in hell that I would date C. I made my excuses and left, but not without C asking for a ride which I told him was not going to happen.

Fast forward one week. I was watching a movie when I got a text from an unknown number saying that my artwork was awesome. I asked who it was and lo and behold it was C. He got my number from L and had found me on Facebook as well. Freaking weirdo. Anyways, he then sends me a picture of a drawing of an elf which caused me to spit out my drink; it was the most retarded looking elf I’ve seen. If he was about 12 I would have understood but the thing had a body of a muscley gnome and big head. He then asked what I thought and proceeded to say that it was his best work ever. I kindly told him it was nice and that I was watching a movie, thinking he would leave me alone. Just so I wouldn’t be interrupted again I put my phone in my room and went back to my movie.

An hour later I checked my phone and had 3 missed calls and 14 text messages from C. The voicemails ranged from him asking me to call, to begging me to call him. The texts were of questions about what I was doing, when would he see me again, could I come over and watch a movie with him, why was I avoiding him, what the hell was my problem?  I finally texted him to chill the fuck out and that I did not want to date him. I then got a lovely message in which he informed me that I was a crazy cunt and that he was blocking my number so I could forget about ever talking to him.

The next day L texted me asking me what had happened. I replied by asking what kind of mental issues C had. An hour later I get a text from her, but it was actually her boyfriend, informing me that C told him all about how much of a bitch I was and that he was going on a date with a local radio dj and that he was not losing any sleep over me. I just responded, “Awesome.” The end.

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.