"What Do You Think You Are? Some Fucking Aristocrat?"
That phrase sums up my opinions of the evening quite well. I have never met someone who's personality repulses me so much that it turns my stomach.
Congratulations Andrew.
The whole evening was nothing like I envisioned it to be. I actually had a great time. I really truly did. But the only reason I had a great time was because Alex was with me. It was as I feared, Matt was extremely preoccupied, and I just would've sat there feelings stupid if I didn't have Alex to talk to. Actually, I realized just how much I miss hanging out with him. We just had a fabulous time entertaining each other with our collective craziness.
But yeah, this Andrew kid I met tonight was faaaaaar from the Andrew I talked to online. I have never met anyone more negative. All night long he was saying how stupid things were, how stupid people were, how he hates fat ugly people, etc. It was so irritating. Bitchy comments left and right. The glare Alex and I got from him when he first saw us tipped me off right there. The rest of the evening was full of snide comments criticizing the both of us, and anything else he deemed inferior to himself (i.e. everything). The quote above was actually from another person in our little group who was equally fed up with Andrew's attitude.
I can't even begin to go into all the rude comments he made. Several were directed towards me and Alex, and that was just not cool at all. Poor Matt let everything fly over his head. He's just so blindly infatuated, and excited that a guy is paying him attention, that he doesn't see the foulness of the situation. I've been in the same situation so many times, and now I'm actually seeing someone else in it for the first time. I feel horrible because if I say anything, he'll just get mad, but if I don't, then he'll potentially be hurt AGAIN. He deserves better than a shallow arrogant ass.
God, all the guys in Omaha are just shallow, arrogant asses. That's probably why I'm not having any luck: None of them are anywhere near the kind of person I would normally want to be around. My silly hormones make me desperate, and try to convince me to make things work anyway.
Interestingly, I'm talking with Mark right now. And suddenly I realize that he is nothing like the ass I met tonight. Mark is such a genuinely good guy. He really is. I think I ought to look in that direction . . .
Eric 2/20/2005 01:33:00 AM
