Shocked About Guy #2
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| Wed, 12-07-2005 - 11:52am |
Remember my big-time hunter/biker guy from Iowa that I dated for several weeks? The same one who had 3-4 deer heads in his living room and couldn't picture me riding a Harley for 300 miles w/him. Guess what? He messages me yesterday with a picture of him and his recent deer killing! Like I should be impressed by that. We talked superficially for a few minutes, but I told him that I knew I'd never hear from him again after that last strange phone call we had. He tells me that he didn't like my "SARCASM" that night! Can you believe this idiot? There was no sarcasm in our conversation that night--only some teasing like we'd always done. He led me to believe he wanted to start over and then bailed a 2nd time. He glossed over that like that was no big deal.
He went on to tell me that he had some "free time" between now and the next hunting season. I informed him that he didn't get a third chance to bail on me and that I deserved better. He admitted that I did deserve better. However, he also said he enjoyed being able to stay out "hunting" as long as he wanted without worrying about someone being mad at him when he got home. I told him that maybe it was best he was alone and that he'd probably stay that way for at least another 10 years or so with the attitude he had. I ended the conversation by telling him that he was a selfish guy and that I was glad I found that out sooner rather than later and that I would NOT be seeing him around. Revenge is sweet, however, I was doing nicely with forgetting this jerk before this conversation took place. I just can't get over him even contacting me. What an idiot.

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I don't get what telling him off gets you.
Maybe my language was a bit strong. I thought she was telling him exactly how she felt about him. And after reading the posts on these message boards, I get infuriated on behalf of the posters. Once in a while I think a guy who plays games deserves to be called out and even chewed out.
I try to always take the high road and bite my tongue when I want to tell someone what I think of them and it's not very nice. In my recent debacle, I simply said "let's end it now and I wish you well." What I was thinking was something along the lines of "I think you're either a liar or extremely confused, but either way you suck, you've got a lot of problems, and I'm glad I'm getting out of this sooner rather than later." There were moments when I wished I just said it and when he emailed me the other day, I was tempted to fire back a shot, but I forced myself to hit delete and move on to something else.
I guess I'm still growing up.
I don't get infuriated at the vast majority of things other people do.
I don't let others walk all over me.
I think the point that she was trying to make is that you could have just said goodbye and left it at that. That's not letting someone walk all over you, but it's also not stooping to his level.
I *totally* understand the attraction of doing so, but I always feel better when I resist. But if this worked for you, then that's what counts.
Sheri
I'm with you mitsy, he deserved some strong language. I don't believe one should tolerate a man who calls you and then starts insulting you. He needed a taste of his own medicine immediately.
I have an acquaintance who is sort of like this guy, a devoted deer hunter, has one of the biggest private arsenals I have ever seen, he is always bitter and insulting people. I generally try to stay away from him but he delights in going out of his way to be arrogant and make everyone else miserable. I always thought he would be alone forever.
But wouldn't you know, he found true love somehow. The man found a woman that was equally in love with deer hunting and guns, is equally bitter and nasty as he is. This man smartly proposed after 3 months. They are married and living bitterly ever after. I wish them well . I also hope the two of them never get into an argument, they both could blow each other to smithereens several times over with their combined gun collection.
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