In my travels, I've come across many members of the fairer sex and one thing I've noticed is that some of them are very quick to speak about having a boyfriend to everyone, while others will mention it casually in a conversation later on. So it intrigued me enough to want to open a forum for discussion.
For those of you in relationships or have been in one, do you tell people your relationship right away, or do you mention it later on, and why? For example, ladies, do you let ever guy that approaches you know that you have a boyfriend by casually throwing it into a sentence when you first meet them, such as Oh, my boyfriend likes that too? Or do you just keep it to yourself and not let it affect or influence a friendship? Same question for the guys. Which would you do to a girl that approaches you? Does the state of the relationship have any influence in this?
As for those of you who are still seeking, which do you prefer? Do you feel like those people who tell you right away that they have a S.O. are doing it in a way to let you know not to even try? Or do you feel cheated when they hide long enough for you to be interested and want to make a move? Which would you prefer?
Discuss!
Yeah, if i was in a relationship, and any other girl gave me the slightest indication she was into me, I would mention i had a girlfriend, even at the risk of sounding like a boast.
I'll tell you man, it happened to me once, v annoying. I saw this girl who i had been into , like, really really into, a couple of years previous, for the first time in a few years. She was working at this gallery i walked past, looked really pleased to see me, so i go in, we talk etc, she tells me they are having an opening that night and to come along.
So i go along, hoping for the best(quick recap of past events in years past: i had asked her out before, and she said she'd call me about it to arrange things, she didn't, so i got v drunk that day instead, then ran into her along with some mutal friends that day, she said she had tried to call me, but i think she was fibbing as she saw i had got wasted cause of it, but it would have been a disaster anyway), i had quit drinking at this point, so i thought that would give me a better chance this time as she knew my drinking got in the way of going out before.
So, it is quite a nice night, we chat away, catching up on each others lifes in the intervenming years, no mention of a boyfriend, and she knew i still liked her, she knew how much i liked her. So, at the end of the night she says I should come back round to the gallery and we should go for a coffee. Ok, does that sound like a tenuous invitation for a date? Or even an invitation to ask her out on a date? Cause it did to me, lol.
So i go back a week later, she is on holiday, i go back the following week, ask her out to see Hancock, which was just about to come out, and she doesn't say 'oh, sorry , i have a boyfriend.', but, 'well, yeah, but we;ll have to bring (bf's name) along too,', and man, she really enjoyed telling me that, really enjoyed making me feel uncomfortable. What i think she was doing was testing to see if i was really her friend, or whether i was only interested in getting together with her, but it was a bit crap i think to do that deliberately.
But...with some of the things i have done, one in particular, i think i had that karma coming. See, when i started hanging out with her, she had a pal who stayed across the road from my flat. I got on with both of them v well, but the girl i liked was more difficult to get to see obviously. So, what would happen is her friend, would pop over to see me now and again, and , 'y'know, i would have hung out with her normally, but, because she was friends with someone i liked, i hung out with her for longer than i would have normally, time wise, thinking if i gave a good impression, when i asked her friend out, she would put in a good word for me.
But, what hapeened, unbeknowenst to me, was that the friend ending up liking me, yeah, i am dumb, i did not see that coming. So, one night things come to a head, she comes round with a pal(i had not met b4), the pal leaves, she refuses to leave, lol. i have a doctor's appointment the next morning that is 5 miles away, i have just sank some wine, and i have to make sure i get to it cause i need a sick line to get my money. but, she won't leave, i know it's cause she wants to sleep with me, so ok, i end up instigating it, as she wants me to, but we just fool around before sleeping, although i did not really sleep, as i knew i wouldn't.
So, i bolt to the doctors with a hangover and no sleep, get the line, and head down to my parents for money for a hangover cure, which is just a mile away from the docs. I phone her at my flat to see she is alright, tell her to go make some breakfast and i will be back once i have sank a couple of beers, but, i end up sinking about 8 beers or something, maybe more, by the time i get back there, she is gone. And of course, i think i was being a p**** and hoping she would be, or at least, i would be so drunk by the time i got back, i would not be embaressed about what happened.
so, y'know, i ended up hurting her a bit, i think, not sure how much.
I mean, b4 that happened, i told her that i liked her friend, and she looked shocked at that(thats when i realised she had been starting to like me a bit that way, and thought i was romancing her). so i was usrprised she still wanted to do anything with me, but i guess she had been expecting something to happen, and wanted *something* to happen, after all that psuedo courting.she came up to the flat that night, i was absolutely wasted by that point, probably put away about 15 beers by that point, and maybe more. She came up to the flat with a friend that night and asked me for a litle money for bus fare, i think it was just an excuse to see what i was doing. I was in the middle of partying with my flatmates and their friends, and when she saw how wasted i was she split rightaway. I felt bad about all that, i was a frickin mess, i should not have been anyway near relationships, dating etc back then.
I ended becoming good friend with her anyway after that, she was cool with me. th elast time i saw her b4 i moved out of the flat was when she smoked some marauana with me and freaked out while watching an episode of the muppet show on video, lol. but i used to bump into her here and there at gigs and all that afterwards, she was a real nice girl, it's just that i couldnt get past the fact i fancied her friend so much, and i just thought of her as a friend, who knows, if i had met her years later when i was sober maybe something woul dhave happened, don't know, but i think really i just thought of her as a friend really.
So i guess i deserved that thing at the gallery for that, yeah, f sure.
i saw that girl a couple of months ago, and vaguely apologisd to her for being such a maniac back in those days. i did not want to be specific about what i was apologising in case i embareesed her, i mean, i don't think she was in love with me, or it was even that heavy a fancy, it was just that she fancied me a bit, thought i did too, but then she felt i was using her to get close to her pal, and to an extent that was true. as i said, i would have hung out with her anyway, just not as frequently or for as long if it wasn't for that. So that was what hurt.
holy moses, when i start on these thing sthey get out of control , but hey, i hav e got that off my chest hairs.