Or when will I ever learn?
I frequent another, smaller Internet message board that also fosters a strong sense of community.
One of the (very few) male members of that board has been in Houston for the past week, training to become support personnel for the U.S. military in Kuwait.
His threads on that board have always been interesting and, as he had some time off this weekend I thought a day in Austin might be a pleasant change of scenery.
As he was strapped for cash, I purchased a round-trip ticket on Greyhound for him, rounded up another local (female) poster and went to meet him at the station.
However, and this is important dear readers, I have always been very forthright about the fact that 1) I’m very married and 2) my marriage is monogamous.
No misinterpretations are possible on this issue.
One of his very first remarks upon arrival was “Gee, I’m so horny I’d purchase a hooker if I had any money.”
Excuse me? This is an appropriate introduction to two strange women because…?
Did you think one of us going to pity boink you in the back of the pickup truck while the other circled the block or what?
He then proceeded to chastise me for not renting him a car instead of providing him with a bus ticket.
Gee, I’m sorry cab fare and a bus ticket weren’t enough for you, asshat.
Next time, I’ll hire a limo to drive you down. Not.
At the restaurant, he constantly commented on the appearance of the waitresses.
“Ohhh she’s a hottie-ahhh she’s really cute.”
It was the verbal equivalent of one of those nasty little dogs that constantly humps your leg.
I wanted to pour a glass of ice tea on his lap but I was rather afraid that he’d like it.
The conversation revolved around him,him,him.
How his parents failed him as a child.
How his sister got all the attention.
How ever employer that he has ever had, took advantage of him.
How his girlfriend cheated on him.
And, for the crème de la crème, how he was (drum roll, please), glad, yes, glad that the young Mexican girl that received the wrong transplant organs was dead because “White men just can’t get a break in this country and she was some denying him an economic opportunity.”
Please don’t ask me to explain the logic of his last remark-it’s unfathomable to me.
To top off a remarkably forgettable experience, Greyhound cancelled the last bus back and I ended up driving him to Houston.
Two hours trapped in a car with an incredibly self-centered whiner.
He did present me with a “little something” that he’d picked up at the hotel gift shop however.
A jar of body chocolate that you paint on and lick off.
Just the thing I would purchase as a gift for some one I didn’t know.
The next time I decide to do some nice for some one-just slap me.
I’ll find it less painful in the long run.
Ew. That guy sounds like the human equivalent of something I’d scrape off the bottom of my shoe…
And the weird thing ** JuanitaTech ** is that I have been reading his threads for over a year now and I never ever would have guessed what a supreme jerk he was.
Hie thee to Etiquette Hell. Your story is perfect for it!
Euuuwww, EUWWWWW, EWWWWWWWWWUUUWWWWWWWW!!!
Mistake number one (on his part) probably would have been enough for me to turn RIGHT around and leave him on his own.
If I were feeling particularly generous, he MIGHT have made it to mistake number two or three, but not likely.
You must be a SAINT girl!!! How ever did you and your friend keep from killing this creep? Or at the very least, dropping him off in a very bad part of town?
Thank you ** Beadalin **. I can’t decide I should submit it under guests or just plain tacky.
Thanks but one of the few things that I’ve never been accused of is “saintly” behavior.
Actually, I think I was just flat out stunned by his behavior.
The men that I normally associate with are anything but crude sexist pigs and I’d forgotten that the oinkers still walk among us.
So what’s a guy gotta DO to get a pity-boink, anyways?
Well, a grand or two has always helped fuel my sense of charity!*
*Just a bad joke,guys.
Hee hee hee.
::ahem::
God, that sounds like a horrible “adventure”. Yecch!
…hee hee hee…that sure would make a great signature line though…
Doesn’t it just make you wonder if you were in the middle of a stroke or something when this guy showed his true colors? You were way more charitable than I would have been. What a dick.
Soooo, um… are ya’ seeing anyone right now?
Ugh, glad you made it through that horrible experience.
I’m normally far more assertive and, although I did eventually confront him about his bad behavior, I’m still annoyed with myself for putting up with it as long as I did. I became wussy woman and I hate that.
What’s the point of having all the classic bitch characteristics if you’re going to turn into Miss Southern Nicey Nicey when you need them the most?
I do think that I was partially shell-shocked.
He had a totally different persona in the flesh.
The Internet man was erudite and amusing.
The IRL man was a crass bore.
Interestingly enough, I now can see how easily some one that was young or naive could be mislead by a cyber relationship.
It’s really easy for some people to disguise their true colors on the net.
You know, my damn husband still won’t let me date.
You could think of it as “no good deed goes unpunished” or, you could choose to see it as clarity. Clarity that this online person won’t take up anymore of your time and money.
THis man obviously didn’t appreciate what you did for him. But that doesn’t make your deed any less kind. Do things for others without expectations. Do things for others simply because you want to, simply because it’s what you think is best.
With all due respect, Mith,
although I applaud your sentiment, all I expected was common civility.
In retrospect, what would have been best in this situation, would’ve been handing him his ass on a platter verbally.
I strongly suspect that his poor poor pitiful me role allows him to feed off of the kindness of near strangers.
He needs to start owning his behavior.
I’m always amazed when people say they have fallen in love, have met the person of their dreams, found their soul mates, and made friends online. Then when they really meet that person (as in meet face to face, live) they’re shocked to discover that they are NOTHING like the personality they project on line, or over the phone.
I know there are many people who have had great (live) experiences with people they have met online. But as we all know, there is a lot of phonies, fakers, profile enhancers, and other assorted bullshit artists roaming the www.
Proceed with caution. Especially when money, and matters of the heart are involved.