I went out with a cute, nerdy dude for Thai food (nomnomnom). He parked at my place and we walked to the restaurant.
Things went well, nothing spectacular, but decent chemistry and conversation. We had a beer at a nearby bar after dinner before we walked back to my place.
Cue awkward end of date:
We wandered to my door after a sweet are-we-saying-goodbye-here-or-are-we-still-walking pause on the sidewalk. He stalled. I stalled. I hugged him, and thanked him for dinner. More stalling. So, clearly..I kissed him. No complaints (FINALLY), and he was a bit more handsy than the situation called for. Good signs across the board.
Then comes the part where I, as the woman, wait by the phone for him to call. Ha, that's funny. I texted him that night to tell him I had a good time and enjoyed his arms around me. I got a response to the former, but not the latter. End of communication. Forever.
Dudes: it's cool if you're not interested. I get it. No harm no foul. But seriously? You're just going to ignore me until I go away?
Am I the only girl who resents this nonsense? We're just supposed to accept being ignored and move on...and if we don't, we're the crazy chick who wouldn't take a hint. How about a simple, thanks, but no thanks?
Or in this case...a, it's cool that you molested me in your parking lot, but I'm not really interested.
