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Sometimes it's nice to get a little vindication. Doesn't change anything, but sort of feels better.
Backstory (long, dunno how much of it I've told here): A couple of years ago, there was a guy at my church that I really liked. He was a good bit older than me, but we seemed to hit it off. He invited me to see his band play, would come over and hang out at my house, or take me on long drives. He seemed interested, would hold my hand (a bit more than that, too, but that's my business!
), etc. I assumed, given such attentions, that he was interested in me, at least a little, and he never said or acted otherwise.
Well, a few months into this, my friends T and R, a married couple, pulled me aside and showed me some emails he'd sent to various people within my circle of friends. He'd asked two of my former roommates for dates when I was out of the room (including one who was engaged), and told one of them that he wasn't at all attracted to me but would keep acting like it until he found someone he actually wanted to date.
Needless to say, I was upset. Not so much that he wasn't attracted to me (Hey, I know I'm not pretty, and everyone reserves the right to like who they like, right?), but that he was blatantly using me for his own emotional inflation and not even bothering to hide it from my friends. Fortunately, for once, I was smart and cut off all contact with him.
/backstory
So on Sunday, I was waiting for two of my friends to finish testing for their advanced black belts, and was about to sit down to watch their test, when I saw this jerk. I'd forgotten he was a member of the same karate school. I knew that seeing him would put me in some turmoil, and quite honestly after coming out of 6 months of deep depression, I just didn't need that. So I went out, and watched the test from the hallway, where he couldn't see me.
While I was there, I struck up a conversation with the husband of one of the girls who was testing, J; he was in the hallway so that the crying of their baby wouldn't distract her during the test.
J asked why I was in the hallway, and I mentioned that there was someone in there whom I simply didn't want to see.
J: Oh, ok. It isn't GW, is it?
Me: Actually, it is. How did you guess?
J: *shocked, sympathetic look* Oh Joi, not you, too!
Me: Uh...I'm taking it there's a bit of a story here?
J then proceeded to tell me that this jerk, GW, had hit on his wife the weekend after they got engaged (something that GW knew about, and he continued asking even after being told 'no'). Not only that, but he'd been hitting on another girl in the karate program, who was only 16 at the time, a good 20-year age difference. J commented that he'd already felt like beating the crap out of GW, and my story just made that urge stronger.
Not that I really want to see anyone beat GW up (well, ok, maybe a little bit)....but it was nice to hear that it wasn't just me. And nice to know that some guys still care about things like this.
Backstory (long, dunno how much of it I've told here): A couple of years ago, there was a guy at my church that I really liked. He was a good bit older than me, but we seemed to hit it off. He invited me to see his band play, would come over and hang out at my house, or take me on long drives. He seemed interested, would hold my hand (a bit more than that, too, but that's my business!
), etc. I assumed, given such attentions, that he was interested in me, at least a little, and he never said or acted otherwise.Well, a few months into this, my friends T and R, a married couple, pulled me aside and showed me some emails he'd sent to various people within my circle of friends. He'd asked two of my former roommates for dates when I was out of the room (including one who was engaged), and told one of them that he wasn't at all attracted to me but would keep acting like it until he found someone he actually wanted to date.
Needless to say, I was upset. Not so much that he wasn't attracted to me (Hey, I know I'm not pretty, and everyone reserves the right to like who they like, right?), but that he was blatantly using me for his own emotional inflation and not even bothering to hide it from my friends. Fortunately, for once, I was smart and cut off all contact with him.
/backstory
So on Sunday, I was waiting for two of my friends to finish testing for their advanced black belts, and was about to sit down to watch their test, when I saw this jerk. I'd forgotten he was a member of the same karate school. I knew that seeing him would put me in some turmoil, and quite honestly after coming out of 6 months of deep depression, I just didn't need that. So I went out, and watched the test from the hallway, where he couldn't see me.
While I was there, I struck up a conversation with the husband of one of the girls who was testing, J; he was in the hallway so that the crying of their baby wouldn't distract her during the test.
J asked why I was in the hallway, and I mentioned that there was someone in there whom I simply didn't want to see. J: Oh, ok. It isn't GW, is it?
Me: Actually, it is. How did you guess?
J: *shocked, sympathetic look* Oh Joi, not you, too!
Me: Uh...I'm taking it there's a bit of a story here?
J then proceeded to tell me that this jerk, GW, had hit on his wife the weekend after they got engaged (something that GW knew about, and he continued asking even after being told 'no'). Not only that, but he'd been hitting on another girl in the karate program, who was only 16 at the time, a good 20-year age difference. J commented that he'd already felt like beating the crap out of GW, and my story just made that urge stronger.
Not that I really want to see anyone beat GW up (well, ok, maybe a little bit)....but it was nice to hear that it wasn't just me. And nice to know that some guys still care about things like this.
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