Three douches, one weekend... has to be a record!

I'm slowly loosing hope that anyone with any common curtesy exists. Especially encountering three douches in one weekend! That really must be some kind of record.

I know there are a lot of men out there that are superficial. No matter how hard I work or how much weight I loose I will never be they're Barbie doll, trophy girl. Nor do I want to!

I'm a curvy woman and will always be. I'm not ugly. I'm am comfortable in my own skin even if its a work in progress for me. 

This weekend sucked as a single woman and honestly pissed me off the amount of douches that think it's alright to flake, stand up or otherwise engagement in douchebag activities.

I went to dinner a week ago with a gentleman that seemed decent. He expressed interest in seeing me again. Remember "Ted" with 4 kids aka Douchebag #1 of the weekend.... He even asked if I would be free this weekend. 

I told him I would be. I invited him to a karaoke bar on Friday near my home. On Friday afternoon he lead me to believe that he'd be meeting me there. 

When the time came for me to break free I texted the coward. I got no response. 

I refuse to and will not ever again beg a man to spend time with me or show me affection. So I went out anyway. 

Guess who I run into there. Dude from the last karaoke bar, aka Douchebag #2 of the weekend! He'd found him a woman. A drunk tweeker no less. He actually left the bar, and left her there because of her attitude and actions... So yeah there are stupid douche women in this world as well.

I had fun regardless. 

Dude texted me an apology for the brush off cold shoulder after he left the bar, told me I looked and sounded nice... huh really dude? So you're a flake douchebag with no balls. It woulda been nice to hear the comment in person. He went as far as even saying he should have texted me earlier in the day.... uhhh DUH! Like I said before, more than once, I intend to be pursued, I will not chase the chicken. I may suggest the first encounter but after that its up to you men.

Saturday morning rolls around and I'm lazy as can be. I need to find a maid to clean my house and a hot yard guy to mow the yard. I had some errands to run around my hometown early in the afternoon and my full time position purchased minor league baseball tickets in the big city for the evening. 

There's a "country boy", "real farm boy" on POF, aka Douchebag #3 of the weekend, that has  been messaging me. I told him where I'd be and what time, invited him to join me. He gave me his numnber and said he was looking foward to meeting me.

I texted him when I left the ballfield. I thought he was on his way, but never showed his face. I texted twice without answer.

It was then I spotted Ted. Yep in the corner and more than once on the dance floor. I was pretty sure, despite the rather large crowd, he'd made eye contact and was well aware I was there, yet didn't once approach me.

I proceed to enjoy myself and my best friend and her man show up to guard me against the short Mexican stalker.

She also put Ted aka Douchebag #1 in his place!  We are quite good at that remember we put a Jack in his place...

It was quite entertaining. As we were gathering to leave the bar our paths crossed. I continued on, but Sally decided to stop Ted. She tapped him on the arm. I heard "What the hell happened to you last night?" as I walked closer to the exit smirking.

Apparently Ted's eyes got rather large and looked like he was about to shit his pants when Sally called him by name and called him out on being a douchebag. He apologized. More than once, and used the "I didn't get your text excuse.."

He did have issues the first time he tried to text me, and apparently supposedly has since. It appears that maybe he can't get my text while and if I send them from my house. It's really random times etc. Dude seriously has a couple strikes against him now so not sure he will last much longer anyway.

So what's next... It looks like I have three nights without a kiddo :) Maybe it'll be douchebag free too!