I love to travel, always have. Unfortunately, it seems like such a foreign concept these days. But, back in the day, my friends and I decide we should go to Boston for a girls trip. Excited!
One of the items on my bucket list was to attend a game at Fenway. As a baseball fan, I have always wanted to check out that stadium. I end up getting us tickets and we are so excited to finally experience the green monster.
When we get there, I realize that the seating isn't the best. Since it is such an old stadium, you are in a row about 20 across and getting up for a drink is tricky at best because you are sandwiched in. I wasn't feeling it. I talk two of my friends in to going upstairs to the deck to have a drink and a bite to eat.
As we are looking for food, the only thing I was interested in was some Monsta' nachos. I thought they would hit the spot for the ball park. Little did I know.
As we are standing there eating, all of these guys kept coming up to me asking why I would select nachos verses a Fenway frank. I said, I felt like nachos. They acted like I brought them from home! I kept telling everyone they could order them too instead of just being so perplexed. It was weird.
Just as I was finishing up, this other guy approaches me. I said, are you going to give me a hard time? He said no, I was coming to offer you tickets but now that I see you, what is with the nachos? Funny.
I said, you have my attention, what tickets? He said he had 3 extra tickets to the Coca Cola suite. This suite is one of the best in the ball park, right next to the owners. I said, yes please. Right after I finish my nachos of course. Big smile.
Now, on the outside chance this guy is on the up and up, I 100% am going to check it out as our seats weren't awesome. Just before we are heading up, a different group of guys comes up and starts talking to us (I know Boston, where have you been all of my life?)
This one guy is putting the moves on me. He can't believe I am single, yada yada. He is there with his married friend. I tell him I would love to chat more but I am on my way to a suite. He asks me what I am doing after the game, I tell him it is a girl’s weekend, where-ever the wind takes us.
He asks if he could have my number so he could take me to dinner the following night. I said, very unlikely since I am with friends, but, he could have my number.
As soon as I get to the suite (which were legit tickets by the way, they had extra seats and wanted to fill with girls), he starts texting me. I am in vacation mode, so we are having fun texting.
Now, there were 8 girls on the trip but only 3 of us were part of the suite experience. Unbeknownst to me, my other friends come up from their seats and start talking to the guy who is texting me. No problem.
Except, my new guy offends one of the girls on the trip. So, I come down from the suite thinking I was going to talk to him when one of the girls on the trip said that guy is a jerk, stay away from him. All hell broke loose.
My texting friend is saying to me he didn't mean to offend her, it was all a big misunderstanding. (he told her she reminded him of his Grandma, not awesome). I tell him that he shouldn't have hurt my friends’ feelings and that we are leaving. He was begging me to give him another chance but quite frankly, it wasn't worth it. Like I am going to risk a friendship over some knucklehead I just met.
So, we go to another bar and he keeps texting me. Now, things have taken a turn for the worse and I told him he was being creepy, and I stop returning any of his texts. This was about 9:30pm.
We continue our night out and come home around 1am. I went to bed and heard my phone ringing at 3am. I wasn't about to answers so it went to voicemail.
The next day we do the touristy things including a duck tour. The tour drops us at the Cheers bar for a drink when I realize I never listened to the message that guy left me. I tell my friends to huddle up, let's listen to what this guy said.
Now, I will remind you that I haven't returned a text since 9:30pm and his last text to me saying he wanted to see me was 2:58am. At 3:00am, there is a voice mail message.
I have the girls around me (except the one he offended, she was done with him) and we listen to the message and it goes something like this....
Sue, this is Linda, Ron's girlfriend of three years. If you ever contact him or text him again, I will hunt you down, CAPESH? (and, in the thickest Boston accent you can ever imagine).
What?? So, Ron has a girlfriend (that he and his buddy neglected to say anything about), and she grabs the phone from him after he texts me to call me. If she would have read any of the texts, she would have seen I told him he was creepy and mean to my friend. But, instead of seeing what really happened and/or pointing the finger at her boyfriend, she blames me. This is breaking the girl code in my opinion. Her anger was misplaced.
I know what you are thinking, did I call her back? Now, my Mom did not raise a fool and I know you can't reason with crazy, so I most definitely let it go. She can have him!
The scariest part was he was trying to get me to take the tube home with him as he said he was two stops away. Can you imagine if I would have gone and 'ol Linda was there? As my friend said, she didn't want to hunt you down for coffee.
Lesson learned? Always put your girlfriends over a random guy because it saves lots of potential drama (and bodily harm from a guy's girlfriend).
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