Last night, I was obligated to have dinner with an "ex." I say obligated because she actually flew in from LA to hang out with me. She couldn't have picked a worse week. I am swamped with school (finals) and work. And to be honest, I'm not really a fan of hers.
I met Megan at a party last year. We hung out a couple of times and I thought things were going pretty well until she all of a sudden became OBSESSED with me. I hate the word "obsessed" because it just makes me sound like a conceited person, but seriously--homegirl was obsessed.
My friends refer to her as "fridge girl" because one night, I tried to offer her a drink at my place but realized my stash of beer in the main kitchen had already been gorged. The next morning, I woke up, and there sitting outside my door was my own mini-fridge with a note that said, "Now you can keep your own beer in your room." I thought this was a nice gesture but soon found out that accepting the fridge was now a contract to hang out with her all the time.
When I finally realized she was a bit too much for me I tried to break it off, and she was just not having it as an answer. It was months of tears and her telling me how much she loved me and how I would never find anyone like her again. Psh. She was just crazy...I wanted out.
Rewind to last night. So we haven't talked for awhile...just little emails here and there and random "I miss you" comments flood my inbox. So I thought it was a good chance to catch up and well--see if she was still psycho. We went to this cool sushi place, had some drinks, and it was surprisingly all going nice and smooth. Then all of a sudden--she breaks down crying. She tells me she is still madly in love with me and that she will never get over me. Mind you, it has been at least 6 months since I've last seen her and over 4 months since I've last had a "real" conversation with her.
Then she does the unthinkable. She busts out a print out copy of a plane ticket--to Miami. It's for a couple of weeks and she explains that it would just be a "fun" getaway for us to just "hang out." Are you fucking kidding me?!! Umm...how do I say this nicely...FUCK NO!!
And that is why you never accept a fridge from a girl.
I wonder how Miami is this time of the year...
...just kidding.
I met Megan at a party last year. We hung out a couple of times and I thought things were going pretty well until she all of a sudden became OBSESSED with me. I hate the word "obsessed" because it just makes me sound like a conceited person, but seriously--homegirl was obsessed.
My friends refer to her as "fridge girl" because one night, I tried to offer her a drink at my place but realized my stash of beer in the main kitchen had already been gorged. The next morning, I woke up, and there sitting outside my door was my own mini-fridge with a note that said, "Now you can keep your own beer in your room." I thought this was a nice gesture but soon found out that accepting the fridge was now a contract to hang out with her all the time.
When I finally realized she was a bit too much for me I tried to break it off, and she was just not having it as an answer. It was months of tears and her telling me how much she loved me and how I would never find anyone like her again. Psh. She was just crazy...I wanted out.
Rewind to last night. So we haven't talked for awhile...just little emails here and there and random "I miss you" comments flood my inbox. So I thought it was a good chance to catch up and well--see if she was still psycho. We went to this cool sushi place, had some drinks, and it was surprisingly all going nice and smooth. Then all of a sudden--she breaks down crying. She tells me she is still madly in love with me and that she will never get over me. Mind you, it has been at least 6 months since I've last seen her and over 4 months since I've last had a "real" conversation with her.
Then she does the unthinkable. She busts out a print out copy of a plane ticket--to Miami. It's for a couple of weeks and she explains that it would just be a "fun" getaway for us to just "hang out." Are you fucking kidding me?!! Umm...how do I say this nicely...FUCK NO!!
And that is why you never accept a fridge from a girl.
I wonder how Miami is this time of the year...
...just kidding.
