With all of the ridiculous situations I have been in/put myself in,
I started to think the possibility of a romantic man was out the window.
Turns out he was just out on the streets of San Francisco!
Let's take this back to Valentine's Day.
I won radio tickets to a "Bitter Ball" in SF for V-Day
and since myself and the majority of my friends are single,
we made the journey out to the city that night.
With our club outfits on, we were ready to hit the town and enjoy a live performance by Icona Pop.
We were waiting to cross the street to the club and there was a guy on a bike behind us.
We made eye contact for a second and I turned back around not thinking anything of it.
Next thing I know, there was a tap on my shoulder. It was the bike guy!
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful."
With my standard, awkward "Thank you" I turned back around.
My friend laughed and screamed, "It's her skirt!"
And he responded back, "No, it's her eyes!"
The light finally turned and my friends and I crossed the street to get in line for the club.
As we waited to get in, the guy on the bike rolled up and said
"I just had to come back and give this to you."
He handed me his business card and biked away.
Is this real life?!
I was shocked by his boldness
and due to the fact that he didn't creep me out or make me feel uncomfortable,
I thought, why not give him a chance?
After a great night in SF filled with dancing, singing and drinking, and good vibes, the next day I decided to text him-
"Hey this is the girl you gave your card to the other night. I applaud your boldness."
So there was my short, sweet and to the point text, and then there is his...
"Thanks. It was the day, it was your eyes. I'm a hopeless romantic. There is no real connection in the digital era we live in. It used to be that just a warm captivating glance was all someone needed. I applaud your smile."
Can you say swoon?!
I asked him what he was doing in SF that night and he said-
"A retrospective of avant garde radical Japanese films at the SF Yerba Buena Center."
Ok, how do I compete with that?!?
While he was being all hipster/artistic as shit,
I was drinking cheap rum and watching my friend drop it low with five guys at once.
I have a feeling our worlds are very, very different...
Either way, we have made plans to meet up and I can only imagine the sweet, artistic, heart melting words he will say in person!
The only guy who has ever been that honest about his non-feelings,
which I appreciated but it didn't really stick...
This honest guy and I became each others Thursday nights.
Let me explain-
After he was honest with me, life went on.
Thus on Thursday night it was time to hit the bars again with the roommates.
Considering that is the only thing to do on a Thursday night when you are 21 and in college,
he was there as well.
A few drinks and hours later we were hanging out again.
Pretending like the text never happened, we became cuddle buddies for the evening.
That's right, I had a slumber party... Seriously.
With an awkward goodbye in the morning consisting of "Oh yeah we should totally hang out!"
I didn't hear from the boy until the next Thursday where, you guessed it, we ran into each other at the bars!
This routine went on for about a month and I thought maybe we will get a second chance at a second date.
Wrong again!
I have such back intuition when it comes to guys and dating...
Following my usual Thursday routine, I showed up at the bars and so did the guy but this time he had another girl on his arm.
That's right, he had a girlfriend.
Two AMF's later and my roommates decided it was a good time to take me home.
Sadly no cabs were around but thankfully we made friends with bar people and they drove me and my four roommates back home during which I sat on my roommates lap, crying, trying not to throw up.
I later found out that one of my roommates offered to make out with the driver just to get him to drive us...oh college.
Either way, him and his lady have since broken up but that was the last time we interacted, until New Years when we had a random run in consisting of him asking me why I was there and not in SoCal...twice.
Drunk talk.
Maybe it's time for me to walk away from the bars for a bit.
Gearing up for the two year anniversary of Relation-Shits,
I figured why not do a "Where Are They Now?" feature
explaining what happened with these relation-shits
after they were blogged about
and if they still even talk to me.
Because I have so many amazing Relation-Shits to look back on, you're in for a two part series folks!
Enjoy the first 5 flashbacks (click on each title to be taken to the flashback blog post) and watch out for the actual two year celebration on February 6th for the rest of my trip down memory lane...