Hello Folks,
This post has nothing to do with any dates (awww, too bad you say) but is sad, creepy and has to do with an ex boyfriend so it's fair game.
CREEPY McCREEPSTER
So to put a little back story in, Creepster and I went out on and off for about a year and a half almost 15 years ago. It wasn't the most emotionally stable relationship and in my young naive state I put up with way too much. After the final split we never spoke or saw each other. I heard rumors over the years of people who saw him but would avoid the places I heard he was working. One night about 5 years ago I happened to bump into him (actually I phoned in for take out and he was the one I had to pick it up from) Ooooh....side note on creepy: I worked at Starbucks at the time and was covering a shift at a different location; he had commented how he didn't know I had transferred...which meant he knew which one I was working at.
Anyways, he then found me on facebook and sent me message after message to meet up. I reluctantly did after about 2 weeks. It was then that he apologized for how he treated me and that he had read some book realized how much of a douchebag he was to me. I accepted his apology but wasn't 100% sure if I wanted his friendship. I had however added him to facebook and probably off my better judgement had given him my number (I was probably drunk, it was my summer of drunken facebook lol).
Let's fast forward to this year. Back in February he texted me non stop for about a week ( in a crazy stalkerish kinda way) I was going through a break-up and he showered me in kind words and compliments. I was the best thing that happened to him. I was perfect in every way. According to him the world pretty much revolved around me. But then the texts stopped when my recollection of our dating experience differed from his.
So I hadn't heard anything from him until this past weekend when he texts me at 2AM on Saturday. First just a hello, then a what are you doing. Then he asks me to send him a picture. (We all know what for now don't we?) I said no. He said I could keep it clean, leave my clothes on. I said nope. He said he would take me for dinner. Uh-uh. He then said he would give me what ever I wanted...in which he meant dinner and a movie. In which I still said no. He then said he could only 'get there' if he fantasized about me and that he just wanted an up to the minute pic as he had already used my facebook pictures before.
EWW.
Now I know if there are any guys that peruse this blog they might be thinking "Hey, she should take it as a compliment". But I don't, I feel violated, creeped out and disgusted. I'm sure there are many other guys out there that do that, but us girls don't really want to know about it. I actually feel sad for him. Why? Well, I did a little of my own facebook creeping (the non gyrating kind, sory boys)before I de-friended him. He just had a baby that looks to be a few months old with another girl. She probably doesn't know a thing about me. Yeah, a real stand-up asshat.
Seriously, an apology isn't to start with a clean slate just so you can muddy it up with more douchebagery.
Can someone wash my pictures?
