Wayward Thoughts
I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to write this post. So it’s funny that the same night I wrote it, I went to a house party and met a girl who seemed really interested. We set up a night to meet. I called and texted, and got nothing back. Just another in a long series of wasted numbers this year.
Flaking is a part of the game. I accept it. But my flake percentage is too damn high. It’s unbelievably high. I started wondering if I should Just Say No to getting a number. If I can’t hit it the same night, what’s the point? She’s just going to flake, right?
Saturday night. Last night to go out for a few days. This is it. I approach a girl walking down the street. She’s got a cupcake in her hand, and says she’s looking for a bar where some band is supposed to meet for an after party. It happens to be one of my favorite bars, so we head to it.
We’re chatting, and I’m trying to get a taste of that cupcake. And before you start getting any ideas, yes, she had an actual cupcake in her hand. Save all that sexual innuendo for the rest of this post.
Anyway, so I get a little taste, and I tell her she should take a bite, because that band isn’t showing up. And when she takes that bite, make sure she does it slowly and sensually. Of course she does it.
While we’re talking, I couldn’t help thinking about sex. Specifically, her gagging on my dick. It was unusual for me. Normally my thoughts are under control, so I won’t appear like another horny dude. This was different. But… why? Then it hit me: she looked just like Sasha Grey.
Cut it. Cut it... slowly.
I think things are going well. It came out that we would be in Europe, in the same city, at the same time this summer. She thinks I’m funny. But it’s late and she’s only drinking water, has to wake up early for work, take care of her dog, blah blah blah. Oh, and she’s living on her friend’s couch at the moment.
I’m doing my last push, but getting nowhere. She says she’s getting a cab and going home. “Have the cab driver take me to my car. It’s not far.”
“I can’t, he’ll charge me more, and I only have a few dollars.”
This isn’t happening tonight. I accept it. Then she says “So, are we going to run into each other while in Europe?”
“It’s a small country.”
“Well FINE!” And she storms off.
My thoughts while walking back to my car are supposed to be reassuring. She was just going to flake anyway, right? Sure she wanted you to take her number, but it would be a waste of time, wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t it??? Then I think that I made a mistake. I should have at least gotten the digits and tried to work it out. After all, she looked like a fucking porn star.
Dammit, Rookie.
Fail.
“So, are we going to run into each other while in Europe?”
You should have just said, “Maybe, let me get your contact info.”
The chances of her taking your dirty dick would have been much higher in Europe. She probably wouldn’t flake if you made plans over there because it’s not like she would really know anyone else to spend that time with.
Specifically, her gagging on my dick.
LOL. That is one of the most wonderful sounds in the world.
I leave town for one weekend, you meet a girl that looks like THAT, and you still manage to fuck this up. expect a phone call in a few hours. This is gettig out of controle
I don’t see anything wrong with what you said. It wasn’t like you said no. Sounds like this one was wound too tight. Always at least try to get the number early on, worry about the rest later. You could spend all week trying to rack your brain about how some of these girls’ think, it isn’t worth it. Go with what makes sense to you, get number, text, see if respond. If no response, move on. Not worth the time and effort otherwise.
i feel your pain brother
im at the point now where i exchange numbers with girls and tell them to contact ME . if she does , you know shes 100% interested . if she doesn’t , i move the fuck on
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Lol @ Virgle Kent
But Naw rookie in seriousness that girl looks cute as hell, and your mind was in a sexual state (which clearly means you were attracted) so why not pull the trigger?
But man I’m not gonna harp on you on that, I feel you on what your saying. I’ve been flaked on by 3 different chicks in the last week. Shit isn’t fun, especially if some flake MULTIPLE TIMES. 2010 the year of the flake
uuuugh
“I started wondering if I should Just Say No to getting a number. If I can’t hit it the same night, what’s the point? She’s just going to flake, right?”
I’ve been feeling the same way lately. Most of these numbers go nowhere. Some of them do pan out though, so might as well go for it. I was thinking about making a post on this the other day.
To Rookie’s defense, I know what was going through is mind, that flaking is reaching epidemic proportions and numbers rarely go anywhere. Odds are 90% that she wouldn’t have come through for a date, especially since they weren’t talking for too long, but might as well go for the number and stick it in your pile when you’ve tried all other options. Even if only 1 in 20 numbers result in a bang, it’d be a good move to keep getting them from girls who are putting in some effort.
I wouldn’t beat yourself up over this case… not like it was guaranteed action or anything.
GAG GAG GAG GAG!
SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP!
It is better to be rude and somewhat blunt than beat around the bush, especially for flings and STRs.
yeah I shoulda took the number. something could have happened between now and europe. but I didn’t take it because I just didn’t want another number. I’ll get it next time.
That’s just how the cookie crumbles sometimes. I’m loving the blog, all this post needs is the Curb Your Enthusiasm theme song to top it off. This sounds like something Larry David would do.
I feel you on the flake thing Rookie. Now, I keep a bullpen of at least 3 chicks so going out is for boozing and meeting new bitches. When I’m trying to bang, “here’s my number call me” ain’t cutting the fucking mustard.
A few months ago I met this smoking hot chick and before she left she offered up her number. I teased her a little about how exchanging numbers being a waste of time. Chick grabbed my BB and programed in her name, number, email, everything short of her goddamn blood type.
She still flaked. From that point on I have flat out REFUSED to take a chick’s number. The majority of them flip the fuck out as to what the reason is and I sure as hell don’t tell them. I have since banged 2 of them after seeing them out at bars. I still don’t know their numbers.
ROOKIE!
Try this routine: “If I told you I’d call you, I’d be lying. Here, take mine. Cya”
Give her YOUR number instead and walk off confidently. If she wants the dick, she’d better chase for it.
And another thing – that “Well, FINE!” was her way of saying ‘I wanted you but I guess you don’t want me enough.’ You must have showed too much disinterest because you worried about her flaking.
When girls flake on you, LAUGH ABOUT IT. Don’t be pissed. They’re being tricky shits. And whenever the girl does flake on you, this gives you an opportunity to FLAKE ON HER back next time around.