I figure that today (well yesterday now) is the one day I’m allowed to be cranky. The whole, another year older thing, allows me that liberty.
Part of this may be due to a poor choice back in St. Patrick’s day.
I met a girl a year ago that was beautiful and had a lot of the same interests as myself. But, she had a boyfriend. However, they had broken up by March, and I attended a St. Patrick’s day get-together that she organized at a bar. This would have been a great time to ask her out. Except it was crystal clear that she was not ready to date. She was still emotionally damaged from the breakup. She needed time to get herself together. Trying to date someone that fragile would be wrong.
I found out yesterday that she has a boyfriend now. The other guy at the St. Patrick’s day party. The one who suggested going downtown to another bar by the time I was exhausted from socializing.
Obviously, I did the wrong thing. I should not have cared and just asked her out. Maybe I was just trying to find an excuse not to get rejected. But the fact of the matter is, he has a girlfriend now. I do not.