Cielya – An Exercise in Foolishness

This was a couple of years ago.

I met this cute girl at a hair salon when I went to get my hair cut. She seemed cool so I asked her for her number and she gave it to me. Score! We talked and texted a little here and there and a week later we met at a Mexican restaurant. She insisted that we go there, which was fine with me. I like Mexican food so why not?

We set up a time and I got there about 15 minutes early. I texted her to let her know I was there. She texted me back saying she was running a little late. No problem. Life happens. She shows up about a half hour late and to my surprise, she brought her cousin along. She never mentioned this and I thought it was strange but maybe since she doesn’t know me very well. Whatever. She barely acknowledged me when we met up in the parking lot and had a constant conversation with her cousin with nothing to say to me or lull in the conversation that I could insert myself. We go inside and get seated.

Oh wow, what are the odds, her very good friend ‘Some Guy’ was our waiter! She immediately jumps up with glee and gives ‘Some Guy’ a hug fitting for a true friend. They bullshitted for a good 5 minutes in a way that old friends do before deciding that it was time to order. She and her cousin ordered, all while bullshitting with Some Guy along the way. It was very awkward for me because it was like I wasn’t even there. At this point I realized that I wasn’t at all interested and should have just walked out. Not my proudest moment.

Eventually I ordered and Some Guy left to put the order in to the cooks. My date and her cousin just kept talking and playing on their phones while Some Guy came by every few minutes to bullshit some more with them. Eventually our food arrived and I decided I didn’t want to be there anymore. As soon as Some Guy brought the food over I asked for the bill. He brought it back as I was about half done eating. I was trying to eat quickly. It came to like 33 something. I wasnt done eating but at this point I didnt care. I stood up, dropped two 20’s on the table and walked out without saying a word. My date asked me where I was going in some kind of fake concerned or disappointed tone as I walked away. I just kept walking and didn’t look back. I kinda wish I had asked for separate bills and just paid my own and made sure not to tip a single fucking cent but it is what it is.

Funny thing though, I saw her at the grocery store a few weeks later and she rushed up to me and asked me what happened that night. I let out the biggest laugh I could muster and walked past her without saying a word.

 

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