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So last weekend I was in a wedding for a friend who was my best buddy in the neighborhood. Unlike any wedding I had been to before, there was an incredible lack of single people. Literally every person around my age (25) was tied up. I made one run at the college student who was babysitting the little kids in the corner and dipped out at like 9 pm.
Texted this girl who I used to work with. She's coming up on 30 but was a serious late bloomer. Body is banging and I've been thinking about this for like 7 years, it's about to go down. This summer I spent the night at her place and got a little finger blast in, time to seal the deal. I go and meet her 30 min away in the neighboring city where she lives. Call her A.
So I meet up with A and everything is cool. She's looking fine and getting a little too much attention. She was on this reality show lately (guarantee you've never seen it, it's lame AF) and everyone in her city is gassed about it. So dudes were making runs from across the bar to try and spit game but I kept it cool, knowing that at the end of the night I got it. Her friends are looking great—including one that was a lonely school teacher age 24, insecure and 8/10—but I figured nah, I'm focused, I'll stick with A. It will be worth it.
Right before bar close, she starts talking to this dude. Turns out he's 23 and was friends with her younger sister in HS. Guy calls off his wingmen to retreat, and decides he is just following her around tonight. She eats it up because she loves attention. THE THREE OF US go home with her friends to an apt.
Well, I end up taking tequila shots in a rage-induced stupor and falling asleep to some got damn anime on her roommates' couch. 23 year old and A are in the living room doing god knows what. The next morning, she asks me if I can give 23 a ride home since her car is somewhere else... so I take the ultimate L and say "sure," driving this dude back to his apartment 14 blocks away.
The conversation we had was awkward on a new level. Now I'm seeing more pics of them together on Facebook. I'm removing this girl from my memory and pretending that this massive L never happened, otherwise it's going to weigh on my soul. I don't know what kind of lesson I learned here, NT, but it was bad.
On top of that, here's a screenshot of a girl I used to be with, trying to convince me that she seriously thinks she is a lesbian. From the same weekend.