Punished Watcher
Watching the world go by
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I'm way too old to be a oneitis-cel anymore, but I've been going to the same coffee shop for the last few years. There's a girl who works there who was nice to me, and over the years, we talked a lot and got to know each other pretty well. She's several years younger, and for a moment I thought, "Maybe..." which was a mistake I thought I wouldn't make again.
I worked up the courage asked her out, and she said she had a lot going on but would let me know the next time I was in (this of course means " EWW NO"). So I kicked myself for even thinking she might like me and thought no more of it.
But here's the thing, she turned 21 a couple of weeks ago. She can now get into all the higher-end downtown clubs. And today at the coffee shop, she wasn't there, but one of her coworkers was talking about how they went clubbing last night and she got some bouncer's number. Apparently she was all over the guy.
I'd already given up on her, but my heart still sank. I felt like a stupid teenager again, falling for this shit. Not only did she lie about being busy all week (since she had time to go and party on Friday night), but she got herself a fucking muscular Chad bouncer to fuck next time she feels like it.
It's always like this... and every few years I fall for it again with a different chick. I thought I was smarter than this, but I guess the loneliness makes me want to feel hope where there is none.
I worked up the courage asked her out, and she said she had a lot going on but would let me know the next time I was in (this of course means " EWW NO"). So I kicked myself for even thinking she might like me and thought no more of it.
But here's the thing, she turned 21 a couple of weeks ago. She can now get into all the higher-end downtown clubs. And today at the coffee shop, she wasn't there, but one of her coworkers was talking about how they went clubbing last night and she got some bouncer's number. Apparently she was all over the guy.
I'd already given up on her, but my heart still sank. I felt like a stupid teenager again, falling for this shit. Not only did she lie about being busy all week (since she had time to go and party on Friday night), but she got herself a fucking muscular Chad bouncer to fuck next time she feels like it.
It's always like this... and every few years I fall for it again with a different chick. I thought I was smarter than this, but I guess the loneliness makes me want to feel hope where there is none.