Dating Disasters (No Mean Girls?)

Hey Lovelies,

On Tuesdays, I thought it would be fun to share some dating disaster stories. A few of the stories will be my own and others will not. When browsing, I came across a funny and agitating story on Huffington Post UK that I’d like to share with you all.

A Date With the Guy Who Didn’t Want to Admit He’d Seen ‘Mean Girls’

“Midweek. Another bar. Another pint with a stranger. I sit and wonder where I’ll be in five hours. Will I be back in my flat ignoring the ironing or will I be tangled in Egyptian cotton and kisses with tonight’s contestant? You just never know.

My date tonight bristles with efficiency. He was on time, buying drinks and sitting opposite me with a rictus grin on his face, in his pristine baby pink polo, before I knew what was happening.

“It seems weird going on a date on a Wednesday, no?” he says.
“Wednesdays are perfect, I think,” I reply. “And you wore pink!”
I nod at his polo shirt, knowingly. “Perfect shirt for tonight!”

He narrows his eyes. “I don’t follow.”
“Oh, errr,” I stumble awkwardly. “It’s from Mean Girls. They say ‘On Wednesdays we wear pink’. Yes?”

His face is blanker than a blank thing on a blank day in a town called Blankton.

I probe further: “Do you know Mean Girls?”

He leans back in his chair and his face changes to a look of bemusement tinged with disgust and a dash of weariness.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he sighs.

I gulp, feeling dumb and shallow. “It’s a film. Written by Tina Fey. Lindsay Lohan was in it? It’s quite old.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard of it. I mean…” he shakes his head dismissively. “I just wouldn’t even want to watch it. I’m not into trashy movies.”

I shrug. “It’s not trashy, really. It’s quite a clever, knowing kind of comedy. Not as good as Heathers, but in the same ballpark.”
“I don’t really like the kind of films that gay men usually like,” he replies.

Oh, I see! BINGO! We have the new gay stereotype – the gay man who refuses to conform to a stereotype! How lucky for me to have snared this rarest of beasts. And barely halfway through our first drink.

I have two options. I could just let this go, or I could take a tin-opener to that can of worms he’s waving in front of me. Egyptian cotton, or home alone? I imagine the pristine sheets. Lovely. Then I think of him in them, beckoning me to a world where sex means never watching a popular movie again. Decision made.

“I don’t like it because I’m gay, you total snob. I like it because it’s funny.”
“Yeah, right,” he replies, folding his arms. A drawbridge goes up with great speed. “But you think it’s a  funny film because of the bitchy dialogue and the pretty, evil girls being all ‘fabulous’, right? It’s just a bit… obvious.” He unfolds his arms for a brief second and waves them dramatically in the air.

“So you have seen it, then?” I smirk.
“Uh.” A pause so long you could actually use it to nip off to watch Mean Girls. And then: “I might have done actually.”

I’m back in my own kitchen – alone – within the hour.”

This story is very funny and agitating to me because it brings up an issue that truly bothers me in dating and relationships. Fronting! I cannot stand it when a person it not honest about who they are or what they know or have experienced. It is so important to be yourself and not a facade of who you think people in society expect you to be. Of all the things to lie about, why would the guy lie about something as silly as having seen ‘Mean Girls’. Not only that, he spewed stereotypical homophobic remarks so unnecessarily, that it causes me to question the young man’s own sexuality. When dating, just be yourself, and be honest. If a person cannot accept you for who you are, then that is not the person for you. Also, when you begin a potential relationship on small white lies, then what will happen when you are faced with more serious situations in the future. Trust is key. It was so gratifying when the girl was able to catch her date in his lie, and ultimately made him look less than honest and also less than smart. The whole date seemed to just be composed of unnecessary drama and I’m not surprised that it ended in quick separation.

With Love,
Miss T

 

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