I could certainly not put my emotions on this particular day down to any hip openers I had done that morning! Because I didnāt do any. I had had a super productive morningā¦studied, ran and cooked. Chatted to a mate.
I then went on a the quickest date of my life! After that I found myself irritable and just a bit baffled at men, and I guess more to the point relationships.
I had decided a few days earlier to give Tinder a go. It basically went against what I believe in, and how I connect with people. But I was of the mindset, new chapterā¦try new things. It might be a great way to get myself back out there and meet new people. So a fella on Tinder instigated the conversation with me and whilst I was skeptical initially, we chatted for the best part of the morning and me in my happy state mistook him as being funny and the kind of banter that I usually have with my guy mates. Turns out it wasnāt banter and he was just an absolute pig.
I took a short walk to his flat and he invited me up by text as he had just gotten out of the showerā¦and Iām said ānah mate, Iāll wait in the courtyardā. As if I was going to go up to some random fellas house that I donāt know from a bar of soap.
He came downstairs and the conversation went something a little like this:
Old mate: āShould we just go upstairs and have some funā?
Old mate: āYou arenāt very fun are youā?
Me: āI guess that depends on your interpretation of funā (at this point Iām realising what a complete wanker this guy is).
Old mate: āSo are we just going to waste our time walking around, and then go back to mineā?
Me: āNot a chance mateā.
Old mate: : āSo we arenāt going to have sex? Like not even if I walk around with you for a bitā?
Me: (With the worldās blankest expression) āThere is no chance I am going to have sex with youā¦.at any pointā.
Old mate: āI think Iāll just go thenā
Me: āI think thatās probably for the bestā.
While I thought it was fairly funny, I was pretty annoyed that Iād even bothered to put make up on for this asshole. I walked back to my flat and got back to my study, slightly baffled but by no means surprised that that had just happened. I am not going to have meaningless relationships with anyone, be it friend or prospective partnerā¦ and certainly not a prick that thinks they are godās gift to women!
Thatā¦ lets call it an experience, brought me back to what I was thinking and feeling sitting in the Cathedral a few days earlier. Would I cross paths with someone at some point with a little bit of substance (obviously I am referring to a partner)? Or am I just a little bit to deep and more emotional than I let on? It certainly got me thinking in any case. I realised how lucky I am to have such rich relationships already. I, in fact, didnāt need a partner, or, in any shape or form want one. So needless to say I deleted my Tinder account.
