… it’s official …
Ok, men really do suck. I’m not in much of a mood to go on about it, but I talked to Jake a few minutes ago, asked him if he wanted to hang out tonight and then expressed a bit of frustration when he told me that he was busy… again. After the usual, expressive sighs, he tells me that he’s already dating someone. Whether he was dating this person before we met or hung out or made out, I don’t know and didn’t ask. He says that he didn’t want to hurt my feelings or lead me on. I suppose that makes him feel ok for never calling me back or making good on any of his promises, since he was protecting me. Such utter bullshit.
So at least I have closure with Jake. I’m sure that if he ever calls me back I’ll get the “But I really like you and want to be friends” thing from him. Sadly, there isn’t even a basis for that. Some 5 minutes phone calls, can’t compare to the weeks that he avoided me (I can only assume that he really was avoiding me) over this issue.
I just don’t get men anymore. It’s like the rules of the game are printed in a foreign language off of an old photocopier, backwards and in pig latin.