My Most Embarrassing Love Story
Now before we begin i first must tell you a few things about this story. First of all it is completely true as i remember it, the dates have been removed to protect anonymity, and i won’t be using any real names for the same reason other than my own. The reason for me posting this story is because i hate Valentines Day. Even when i had a girlfriend i hated the holiday. Being force fed spoonfuls of lies just to make some store sales and sell greeting cards sucks. Love is spontaneous and free. Not something to be boxed and packaged for sale at a low low price. Anyway this is the story of my most embarrassing moment when it comes to affairs of the heart.
It all starts with some advice from a friend. Isn’t that how all bad stories start? Your friends get you into more shit than your worst enemy. I digress. I had been moping around a lot as i tend to do about my love life or lack there of. Being a social nightmare i don’t really tend to put my self out there much and when i do it normally ends poorly. Well this “friend” suggested that i try internet dating as a way to meet people casually and see where it went. I figured this was a decent idea as i had chatted online for years, even with girls, and found it to be fun and relaxing. So i checked out a few sites and landed on one that seemed to fit me.
Filling out the profiles for these things is like looking into a really dirty mirror and seeing all of your flaws. I am an honest guy so i was truthful about being overweight, a big nerd, and broke off my ass. I figured why lie about that kind of stuff if i was going to actually meet a girl i would want her to be ok with this shit. The only thing i didn’t do was post a picture of myself but i did say that one could be requested. It’s a privacy thing that i still stand by to this day.
So what is the first thing you do after filling out one of these things? You go looking at other people of course! Giggling at poorly taken pictures or funny profiles. Trying to figure out who is actually an escort/hooker/married. I found a few profiles of girls i thought might be cool and sent out a few messages and this sites version of a poke.
A few days later i got a message from a girl from here on out we will call “E”. I had really liked her profile as it seemed she was smart, family oriented, and more the settling down type. We liked the same music, movies, books, etc. Well the message basically said that she wanted to take things slow but that we could talk online sometime and she gave me her IM details. I sent her back a message with mine and we agreed to talk that weekend.
Well to speed up the story a bit we ended up talking online for almost a month at least a little bit a day. There was a connection there i rarely have with anyone. She was sweet, funny, and down to earth. We talked a lot about her hating her job and some of her past boyfriends. She had baggage but so do i so who cared. Well after that first month she finally sent me a picture. Up to this point neither of us had sent one. I actually understand this as a lot of girls don’t want random pics of them all over the internet…makes you wonder about the girls on facebook huh? Anyway she was really cute and most definitely my type. Kind short, long hair, really amazing Brown eyes. Well i figured now is the time this thing might just work out. Amazing connection, she trusts me enough to send a pic, all these hours talking about our lives, hopes, and dreams. I busted out the camera and snapped a picture of myself. Being the dork that i am i even edited it a bit in print shop adding a frame and silly little hearts. She knew i was silly i figured i would play it up a bit. Wrote her a quick e-mail thanking her all the talks and the picture and attached my “masterpiece”.
About a week went by and i hadn’t heard anything from “E” so shot her a quick e-mail asking if she was alright. The e-mail i received in return was i am sure to this day the cure for all happiness in the world. This e-mail would have made Mr. Rogers punch a baby in the face on television. The e-mail said and i quote “Maybe you shouldn’t send pictures if you ever want to get a girlfriend. Don’t message me again.” To say that this was brutal is like saying mass murder is kind of a bad thing. Seriously i am pretty sure that suicide will happen just by reading this story somewhere in the world.
At that moment i had checked my IMs trying to send her a message. Sourcing out the facts of this e-mail to see if she was just kidding or maybe someone pranked her for talking to me all the time online. She had blocked me…The e-mail was not a prank but instead by far the cruelest thing anyone has ever said or done to me in my entire life. I am 30 years old this year and i have still never heard anything so cold and heartless.
Why share this story with the world? Well it is the reason i have never went back to online dating, the reason i refuse to send all but my closest friends pictures of myself, and why i hate Valentines Day. You see the part of the story i had left out is we were planing on meeting up at a nice restaurant on Valentines Day…that is why we were finally sending each other pictures so we knew who to look for. I spent that Valentines Day in a bar with some friends drinking Coke, playing pool, and torturing the place with my jukebox selections…same as every year since and every year going forward.
The End
P.S. To “E” if you ever happen to read this story and realize it is about you…well i really did like you but in the end you became my example for the coldest, most heartless bitch to walk this earth. I hope karma finds you well…or not.