Blown Off | The Habitation of Justice

Can’t Us Downtown Men Get Any Respect?

Lincoln Adams | May 28, 2008 @ 11:41 pm

Longtime readers might remember my brief experience with Uptown Girl, who I had met through a dating site and was just getting to know when she blew me off unexpectedly, this after sending her flowers for her birthday too, but of course. I never understood why, but I should have figured she would go cold on me sooner or later. She was a Christian after all, and you know how warm and fuzzy them Chrischuns can get, a’ight? :eyeroll:

This site however attempts to provide closure for people like me who constantly get blown off by the opposite sex. They work by acting as an intermediary and sending the… (Blower-Offer?) a friendly and easy to fill out survey so they can explain their actions, but without having to deal with the Blower-Offeree(?) directly.

It would be nice at least to know if there was something specific I might have done wrong to scare her off, that way maybe I can learn to avoid making the same mistakes next time. I submitted my own investigation request, so let’s see what the little bitch has to say for herself.

If she still doesn’t respond, I could always send her a bill for the flowers instead. :angelgrin:

Tags: blown off, dating, dissed, uptown girl, women suck
Categories: Romance and Relationships

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When It Hits You

Lincoln Adams | April 27, 2007 @ 7:25 pm

Ahhh, Friday has arrived at last, giving me a little time to reflect on the failure that is my life.

I couldn’t help but notice how the entire world and God Himself blew me off this week. I got blown off by my boss when I begged him for help in working new hours so I could go to law school. I got blown off by my union rep in trying to resolve some of the ongoing issues at work, from the mouse droppings on my desk to the bigwigs’ initial refusal to accommodate my disability. I got blown off by personnel, who I inquired of for a transfer so I could get the *bleep* out of here. I got blown off by Uptown Girl, who strung me along for weeks before finally ignoring me altogether. I got blown off by friends, by family members, and finally God Himself, who I’ve appealed to repeatedly with many tears and pleas for answers and relief from my troubles.

And now, once again, it’s Friday night and I’m here all alone, with only the wedding photo of a girl I had a crush on here at work to keep me company. Evidently someone thought it’d be nice to leave a copy of our department newsletter on my desk, turned precisely to the page that showed a caption and photo of her recent wedding. Thanks dude! assface…

My latest failures, the problems at work, the loss of yet another career dream, the loss of my latest romantic prospective, all finally took its toll on me last night. As I went through my normal work routine, I suddenly broke down and started sobbing. A wave of depression came over me like a dark fog, draining all my energy and strength. I just wanted to sleep and never wake up again. A day later, the depression is still lingering around (and probably will for a while).

It’s times like this when I start to wonder if my parents can still collect life insurance from me if I commit suicide. But for the time being, I decided instead to enjoy tonight’s lineup of Stargate and House, and go to hell with myself by ordering pizza. With extra toppings. And a chicken roll. And some cheese fires. And baked ziti.

Yep, I’m going full on Italian tonight. To heck with you all. :throwpc: