Repeat Offender

I’m 27. Single. Woman of God. Believer in the Christian faith. But the men I meet? Boy oh boy!

(courtesy of Google)
(courtesy of Google)

When I was trying to think about what to write about this week, I knew that I didn’t want to write about anything too serious. I’ve been in a happy, good, silly, fun mood this week, so I decided it was time to share another one of my silly, crazy dating stories that happened this year. So here goes (haha)…

At the end of 2014, I ran into this gentleman. I was coming out of a building and he was going in. He literally stopped me in my tracks and told me how beautiful he thought I was.

Well isn’t that refreshing? I thought to myself. He didn’t make any sexual innuendos about my lips as big and full as they care, didn’t call me shawty, baby, or any of those other ridiculous names men feel way too comfortable calling women they barely met. He actually seems like a gentleman.

He proceeded to ask me if I was single for which I told him yes. So he asked could he get my number so he could take me out sometime. Why not?. I thought.

I gave him my number and went on about my day. Later that night he hit me up. It actually caught me off guard. I’m used to men waiting a little while before hitting me up but hey, maybe he’s just a man who knows what he wants! So I didn’t let it bother me and continued to go with the flow.

He asked to take me to dinner. I said, when. He said tonight. I told him I had plans that night already (had church). So he was willing to take a rain check.

In the days to follow, our conversations become more relationship-focused than getting to know each other. He was a little older than me (33 vs my 27) and he seemed to be ready to settle down and was looking for a wife, like NOW. Now that’s all fine and dandy – I too want to get married one day-but in the first week that I meet you?! Surely, you can’t possibly know I’m the one that soon?!

Idk. Maybe he felt some kind of way. I don’t know. All I know is all this wedding talk and wanting me to be his woman and stuff after only one week had me feeling like he and I weren’t on the same page at all. I’m the kind of woman who wants to take my time and get to know you first. I’ve made too many relationship mistakes where I rushed into things. I don’t want to rush anymore. But he was adamant about us being an “item” about us being a couple.  I’m like slow down bruh, I’ve only known you for a week! So I politely told him that I think we are in 2 different places in life and perhaps I’m not what he’s looking for now.

I deleted his number after that and kept it moving…

“All you can do is live, laugh, learn, and laugh some more.” ~V.Davis

Now fast forward, six months later. I go out with my girls to happy hour. (Drinking was my first mistake lol.)  I’m walking out of the restroom and a man touches me on my arm. I look up and am like this guy looks familiar, but I couldn’t figure out from where. He introduces himself, tells me he thinks I’m beautiful and asks for my number. I bite. Give him my number. (Second mistake.) Then he starts asking me when I am available to go out on a date because he just knows I’m supposed to be his woman. I look at him. Then I start laughing. I know that’s mean but I couldn’t help it. I laughed loud and in his face.  Here was the same dude from that building. So I remind him of our last encounter and tell him that I shouldn’t have given him my number that night and that we should keep it moving. I tried to be as nice as possible but sometimes, I guess, men just can be a tad bit sensitive.

(courtesy of Google)
(courtesy of Google)

A few days later, I receive a random text from him. It was a picture message. (Smh – anytime a dude that I have rejected sends me a pic message, I get nervous. And I’m usually right…these dudes aint loyal lol). I open the message and there was a picture of a man and woman.  I was going to include the picture here but I can’t even bring myself to share that with the world.  Let’s just say the woman was naked and sitting on top of the man’s shoulders and his mouth was, well, how about you take a guess? And the text to follow the picture said, “Can I do this to you?”

Oh but now I’m pissed lol. I’ve already told you no, I’m not feeling you and you think sending me pics with sexual references going to change my mind?!!! How dare you think I’m that kind of woman?!!

I mean, seriously, I’d love to hear from a man. What really goes through [some] men’s minds when they do stuff like that? Not every woman out here can easily be bought or convinced with sex and definitely not this woman! Smh.

Needless to say, after that, I gave up happy hours for a while. Apparently a drink or two doesn’t help me make the best decisions in who I give my number out too lol.

*Shrugs*. What can I say lol? I’m still learning too ya’ll.  And that’s all you can do. Live. Laugh. Learn. And laugh some more.

Stay tuned for more of my funny, crazy, dating stories…

-Lady V

Published by Videllia

I'm just a young woman trying to make a difference in the lives of others.

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