I ended up hanging out with the 24 year old, from the previous post, several times and things were cool.
I nicknamed him Pee Wee...as in Herman...because he looked the tiniest bit like him. I'm guessing it taps into my childhood happiness of watching Pee Wee's playhouse and now in my older age I find him endearing for some insane reason. I suppose he was the only childhood figure that would make sense to have a subconscious crush on since Mr. Rogers was too old and the rest of the potentials were Muppets.
Back to the story:
He was a little on the "needy" side...wanting to hang out all of the time, but compared to the guys that call once every few weeks when it's convenient for them; the neediness was almost welcomed...
...until Thursday night when I received the below slew of texts:
12:46am "Any desire to pick me up?"
12:54am "If you wanna come get me you should..."
1:07am "Come get me"
1:35am "Can I come over?"
1:39am "Too many people, Imemme take a cab to your house..."
1:40am "Can I come over?"
1:41 am "Can I come over?"
2:01 am- Phone call
All of which I ignored. My friend called it "tourettes texting"
Several more "clingy" immature happenings occurred similar to the above and I decided to cut ties with a very blunt
"Goodluck with life, you won't be hearing from me again"
Next!
I nicknamed him Pee Wee...as in Herman...because he looked the tiniest bit like him. I'm guessing it taps into my childhood happiness of watching Pee Wee's playhouse and now in my older age I find him endearing for some insane reason. I suppose he was the only childhood figure that would make sense to have a subconscious crush on since Mr. Rogers was too old and the rest of the potentials were Muppets.
Back to the story:
He was a little on the "needy" side...wanting to hang out all of the time, but compared to the guys that call once every few weeks when it's convenient for them; the neediness was almost welcomed...
...until Thursday night when I received the below slew of texts:
12:46am "Any desire to pick me up?"
12:54am "If you wanna come get me you should..."
1:07am "Come get me"
1:35am "Can I come over?"
1:39am "Too many people, Imemme take a cab to your house..."
1:40am "Can I come over?"
1:41 am "Can I come over?"
2:01 am- Phone call
All of which I ignored. My friend called it "tourettes texting"
Several more "clingy" immature happenings occurred similar to the above and I decided to cut ties with a very blunt
"Goodluck with life, you won't be hearing from me again"
Next!
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