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Anonymous11I had a phase in my early years from 16 to 23 where I got stood up more than once after setting confirmed dates with trollops. It’s been a quarter century since I’ve last been stood up. It f~~~ing sucks and is rude as hell. Here are the three times it happened from my past that should amuse you much as they now do me:
1) 16 Year Old C-Pig’s First Attempted Date – She was really cute. We confirmed that afternoon that we were going out that evening. C-Pig got dressed up to the hilt and borrowed his Mom’s car which was way nicer than his car. I remember driving out of my neighborhood full of anticipation. She did not live far from me. A long dirt road lead to her house on a tidal creek. As I was halfway down the road, she was riding along with another guy heading out for a night of fun.
I ended up going to a liquor store that sold to underage kids and drove around drinking beer alone. This one stung like a mother f~~~er.
2) The College Stand Up – This one sucked too. I was really into this woman. She was smart, petite and blonde things C-Pig is really into and have burned him repeatedly over the years though not as bad as petite redheads. Again, firm plans had been made. She called me about 2 hours before the date to tell me she was doing her hair and would call me. She never called. I called her after she never called me and got no answer. I waited and waited and basically wasted my Saturday night.
The following Monday at school she never apologized and had some really lame reason. I later learned that some dweeb with access to his daddy’s money was who she went out with that night.
3) The Bar Blonde – This one proves that one should never buy condoms without knowing that you are really going to use them though still the right thing to do. I had met this smoking hot blonde at one of the local bars where we really hit it off and exchanged numbers after a couple hours of conversation. She called me later that week and asked me to meet her at another bar as she wanted to see me the following night. We spoke the next day, and all was seemingly on track. I went to the bar and waited……. Guess what? A no show!!! I never bothered calling her or ever spoke to her again.
I look back on these incidents and laugh at them now, but they illustrate SMV and just how self f~~~ing centered women are.
After #3, I decided if I ever got stood up again, I was going to call her and apologize to her for me not showing. A lie, I know, but I just wanted to f~~~ with her head before I cut her loose. I’ve never been stood up again so I’ve never been able to use it.
Anyone else please feel free to share some of your classic splats.
Anonymous42Are you s~~~ting me? I can’t count the times I was stood up! It’s what they do! I had a psycho bimbo blond I dated for a year! Engaged! Got my PHD. in gynocentrology from dealing with her! This was after I went back to school for my GED, I tried to convince her to stay in school, graduate, she was smart, too smart! Rebellious as all hell! I’d go to pick her up at school driving my AMX, where is she? I never did find out?
I became aware of her cheating by the end when I knew it was finished, constant conniving, redirecting, lying, not being where she said she’d be, just endless f~~~ing bulls~~~! I was faithful to her and never cheated in a relationship, but I do regret not f~~~ing her girlfriends that were getting friendly with me. One of them even ran after my car saying I love you! So trust me, my certificate of graduation in Gynocentrology is absolutely LEGIT!
Anonymous1Drove 20+ miles to meet some bitch in a different town. She was 30 mins late then text me telling me she couldn’t meet cos her friends boyfriend just dumped her. No apology.
Now as if that wouldn’t majorly f~~~ you off, she signed the text off “you’d do the same”
If i’d had a gun, I’d have driven to her house and blown her away, and her stupid c~~~ing friend!!
Although I have been stood up many times, this one stung the worst. I think because I was young and it was the first time I got stood up.
I was 16 and working at a local fast food place. A girl that worked there showed interest in me and kept dropping hints so we decided to do something on a night that we were both off. She lived in the suburbs and I lived in town so we decided to meet at the store and go from there. She never showed. A few days later I saw her at work and she said that she had witnessed an accident and was helping because she had some first-aid training. I looked at her and said, “For 3 hours?” and she claimed that she had blood on herself and really laid it on thick. I even asked her why she didn’t call the store or call me afterwards to explain. No answer. I never spoke to that c~~~ again.Feminism isn't about equality with men, it's about leverage over men.
Drove 20+ miles to meet some bitch in a different town. She was 30 mins late then text me telling me she couldn’t meet cos her friends boyfriend just dumped her. No apology.
Now as if that wouldn’t majorly f~~~ you off, she signed the text off “you’d do the same”
If i’d had a gun, I’d have driven to her house and blown her away, and her stupid c~~~ing friend!!
Nah. You should have just texted her back: “Well now that makes two of you.” A bullet is just a one time thing, over too quickly, but the sting of rejection will stick with her forever.
One chance per chick per lifetime.
There is no better revenge than being the one that got away.
Anonymous42If i’d had a gun, I’d have driven to her house and blown her away, and her stupid c~~~ing friend!!
hey joller, that’s not always true (if you had a gun), I had a girlfriend that had her girlfriend (a gold digger during her own divorce)assist my girlfriend in breaking up with me. I had a strong intuition that (out of the blue)she would be breaking up with me, a f~~~ing premonition! Any way, I had a gun, it never crossed my mind, however, after feeling like I was tag teamed and swindle f~~~ed, on the way down her driveway I light em up! Smoke and rubber out the driveway and down the street SIDEWAYS! then fishtailing using both sides of the road!
The morrow of this story; beat your car not your woman! The car doesn’t feel a thing, and you don’t ruin your life!I only got stood up once, and it was pretty lame. I had been using the lonely hearts adds in various magazines and news papers, remember what life was like before the internet? I arranged to meet a chick from a town about 20 miles away outside the train station there, she never showed. Maybe she got cold feet, I didn’t mind so much as I wasn’t so keen in the first place and I was already screwing 3 other girls all in different towns at the time anyway. I just took it to be the law of averages.
“Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.”
I honestly can’t remember being stood up on a date back in the day, but I had a woman “friend” stand me up recently. An old college friend, and hung out a little after college. Both being divorced now, she lives in a different city but was coming into town for a few days. We exchange a few messages. The first night she wants me to drive somewhere about an hour from my house after I had been driving for 6 hours already that day. Another two hours of driving back and forth doesn’t sound good so I suggest the next day. She is all up for it. Then the next day, I send her a text and never hear from her.
Haven’t tried reaching out since. So, it isn’t just about dating. I would have been totally cool had she just texted me and said something else came up. We aren’t that close. But she made the point of reaching out to me and letting me know she was going to be in town.
One chance, per chick, per lifetime goes for being friends as well.
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Anonymous1Drove 20+ miles to meet some bitch in a different town. She was 30 mins late then text me telling me she couldn’t meet cos her friends boyfriend just dumped her. No apology.
Now as if that wouldn’t majorly f~~~ you off, she signed the text off “you’d do the same”
If i’d had a gun, I’d have driven to her house and blown her away, and her stupid c~~~ing friend!!
Nah. You should have just texted her back: “Well now that makes two of you.” A bullet is just a one time thing, over too quickly, but the sting of rejection will stick with her forever.
One chance per chick per lifetime.
There is no better revenge than being the one that got away.
Ahh yes, but I speak of my feelings in past tense, kind friend.
Thanks to the insights of people like your good self I know much better now.
I did ditch that bitch after that incident. It was one of a series of events that led me here. I do believe red pill thinking is born long before this site is found by those that do. it’s then carefully nurtured and cemented on this site (for me anyway)
Btw MG – love the description of ur great escape. Got me a tad giddy.
After #3, I decided if I ever got stood up again, I was going to call her and apologize to her for me not showing. A lie, I know, but I just wanted to f~~~ with her head before I cut her loose. I’ve never been stood up again so I’ve never been able to use it.
If a woman wants to be with you, she WILL.
If a woman stands you up, she DOESN’T want to be with you.
NEVER CONTACT HER AGAIN!!!
(Think of the time and money saved!)Most of the time, she will contact you afterwards to f~~~ with you some more….
That’s when you tell her the “I’m sorry I didn’t show up.” story.
Be prepared for her screaming/swearing/shaming.
Anonymous1Making out you never turned up sounds like a great play in theory. In practice I’m not sure how it could be viable. I’ve never arranged a date then that’s the end of communication until said date takes place. There’s always a precursor like “hey I’m getting ready” “just left” “I’m here, where are you?” “Im late”. Without this happening even a blue pill wouldn’t turn up (I speculate).
In my case the bitch assured me she was coming.
Anonymous11Most of the time, she will contact you afterwards to f~~~ with you some more….
That’s when you tell her the “I’m sorry I didn’t show up.” story.Yes, much better approach. Thanks!!!
@joller984: Modern technology does make calling/texting someone that you’re coming down the street right now possible. The last date I had in August of last year where the woman was using me unknown to me to make her recently retired Navy SEAL ex-husband jealous had us texting right up to the last moment before meeting. My retired Ranger friend told me that worrying about him was very proper on my part.
Maybe getting stood up is a good thing?
@Spock:Having it happen at 16 makes it worse.
@Tower:You were tag teamed 😉
stood up, for a high school dance,i showed and her friends laughed.
walking home i got stopped by the cops,questioned and let go..
stood up, big party in college, i showed, no one cared.
stood up, again and again..
i had a girlfriend make all the plans for our her wedding.
this brainiac would not take my “no” .
invitations sent,catering hall, d.j. ,even a f~~~ing honeymoon vacation..
this time I stood HER up, at the alter !
she took her sister on our honeymoon vacation..
it wasn’t right of me, but she was FORCING me to marry her. i bailed out !Drove 20+ miles to meet some bitch in a different town. She was 30 mins late then text me telling me she couldn’t meet cos her friends boyfriend just dumped her. No apology.
Now as if that wouldn’t majorly f~~~ you off, she signed the text off “you’d do the same”
If i’d had a gun, I’d have driven to her house and blown her away, and her stupid c~~~ing friend!!
Nah. You should have just texted her back: “Well now that makes two of you.” A bullet is just a one time thing, over too quickly, but the sting of rejection will stick with her forever.
One chance per chick per lifetime.
There is no better revenge than being the one that got away.
Ahh yes, but I speak of my feelings in past tense, kind friend.
Thanks to the insights of people like your good self I know much better now.
I did ditch that bitch after that incident. It was one of a series of events that led me here. I do believe red pill thinking is born long before this site is found by those that do. it’s then carefully nurtured and cemented on this site (for me anyway)
Btw MG – love the description of ur great escape. Got me a tad giddy.
Anonymous11this time I stood HER up, at the alter !
Bravo, Hitman!
She would have done the same to you had a random Chad come into her life. Feel no guilt, because she would have felt none had she done it to you.
Hell, you never even said “Yes” to her.
@TheLadies: This is how MGHOWs are created by repeated exposure to your s~~~. Standing someone up is f~~~ing rude. At least have the cojones to call and tell a white lie, then that man is free to do something else. We all know you modern ladies are proud of your cojones. Do we not???
Good morning, and enjoy your cats!
I have mercifully forgotten most of the truly egregious instances of being stood up for dates that I have experienced over the years. In fact, I’ve started to forget a lot of bad things which is not such a bad thing in itself.
I guess there are benefits to growing older.
The one that I always hated the most was planning to meet someone at a restaurant and then sitting alone in the waiting area or at a table while the staff first started to pity and then later ridicule. This happened to me so many times that I don’t even bother to wait any more, I’ll just sit at the bar, order a drink and if my date of friend shows up, great. If not, nobody is the wiser.
I suppose the worst stand up, though, was from a woman I was seeing who had moved out of town for a job… she was only supposed to be gone for a few months so I agreed to pay the ticket to fly her back in for a weekend. I bought the airfare, we confirmed the flight and I went to the airport to wait for her… but she wasn’t on the plane. And she never answered my calls or texts and I never heard from her again.
Fortunately I was able to get a full refund for the flight so I wasn’t out any cash but I remember at the time hoping that she had died in a car accident on the way to the airport because no other explanation was going to be satisfactory.
Of course I’d never do this again… I suppose we learn a bit each time our expectations are crushed. At this point I’ve learned not to expect anything. Maybe means no and yes doesn’t mean s~~~ until they show up. And if they don’t, I’ll just buy a drink for someone else who did and get on with my life.
And if they don’t, I’ll just buy a drink for someone else who did and get on with my life.
I wonder how well “The girl who I’ve been seeing for 6 months just called me to say she found someone new as I walked in the door here.” works as an opener. The only lie is the duration of dating, and we’re accused of using “man time” as often as that unfair logic thing.
I failed to realize in my youth that I was the prize. I was going to work. I was going to earn. Little did I realize that due to feminism, that no longer meant I had to share. Road soon, Desert after.
1. Girl I had known in high school…we were kinda flirty and there was definitely some chemistry, but we never went on a date as when I was not seeing anyone she was and when she wasn’t I was. Anyways, graduation rolls around and I just figure its someone I’ll never talk to again considering we never hung out outside of school. So about 6 months later she calls me out of the blue to see how I was doing and it was rather obvious she wanted to spend some time together, so I throw an offer out to hang out the next weekend. She says she’d love to, but she’s going on a trip for a week to visit some family, she’ll call me when she is back in state.
So fast forward about 3 weeks…I’m a little concerned about her, so I give her a call to make sure she’s ok. She says she got back two weeks ago…and at this point I’m thinking thanks for calling like you said you would! Anyway she wants to get together the next weekend, so we make plans to hang out Saturday afternoon…I said I’d call her when I got out of work. So I give her a ring when I said I would…no answer, never replied to my voice mail, and going on 10+ years later haven’t seen or heard from her since lol. I never could quite figure out why she had gone out of her way to call me up out of the blue just to play games like that.
2. I met a chick that was a friend of a friend. There was some flirting going on, but she was one of those chicks with the fake tan and the fake nails and way too much jewelry and a s~~~ty attitude like the world owed her just for being good looking. She was attractive but my gut told me stay away, so I didn’t do much beyond flirt a little and just have a good time giving her a hard time.
This is back in the day when everyone used AIM…so she ends up getting my screen name and messaging me every time I’m online wanting to talk…so finally I’m kinda just like f~~~ it…if she’s going to make it this easy I’ll go get some pussy…so we make plans to hang out on a Saturday. I give her a call like I said I would…no answer…left a voice mail…no reply. An hour later I shoot her a text because my phone was whacked sometimes and on occasion voicemails/texts I sent/received would sometimes not show for a few hours…so I just wanted to make sure this wasn’t the case.
Like I mentioned, I wasn’t really hugely into her anyhow, so I just kind of laughed it off after it was obvious I wouldn’t hear from her and went out with some buddies that night instead, no big loss. The next day I log on to AIM and she calls me an asshole for standing her up. There was no f~~~ing way she never got either the voicemail or the text so I immediately called her out for being full of s~~~ and blowing me off. She swore up and down she didn’t, and she really wanted to go out. I had negative interest in her at this point…but just to play civil I offered her a day the next weekend, she agreed, and I said fine, call me, I’m not calling you again since your phone sucks apparently. The plan at this point was to blow her off if she called, but she obviously never did. Strangely enough she kept messaging me AIM and never said anything about not calling that second time…but I just ended up ignoring her as it was obvious she was just attention whoring/crazy/trying to play games with someone who didn’t care at that point.
Those were the only times I could really think of…it was just strange that in both cases they were the ones that went out of their way to initiate contact with me and make it obvious they wanted to spend time together just to blow me off. I’d be alright with getting blown off if they called me before hand and actually had a legit reason, but when they just leave you hanging like that they’re pretty much dead to me. I don’t know if its some stupid s~~~ test or just psycho c~~~s, but either way, one chance, per chick, per lifetime and they blew theirs.
I got stood up once, when I was in college (30 years or so ago), while home for the summer. Attractive daughter of one of my parent’s friends…locked on a cool day together, she doesn’t call, doesn’t show up, no apology, nothing. Never again. After that, I only planned events that I could enjoy alone even if the girl/woman didn’t show up. If I was a young man again, I’d only plan a dinner date with a set time, and I’d dine alone without any concern if she failed to show up (assuming that I wasn’t picking her up at her place).
So glad that I don’t have to worry about that crap anymore. My long-term partner (I hate the term “girlfriend”) knows that I have no tolerance for stupid games, and she’s damned careful not to pull any on me. If she legitimately can’t make it to a planned event, or is running late, she informs me promptly, I go to the event without her…and she doesn’t gripe about not getting to go or my going without her. That’s why I keep her around. (Well, one of the reasons…)After that, I only planned events that I could enjoy alone even if the girl/woman didn’t show up.
You learned this a lot earlier than I did. When I was a teenager, you found out you are getting stood up when you got to her place and she told you she couldn’t go. But over time, women started to insist on “meeting there” rather than being picked up at home.
For the longest time, I thought this was about equality and safety (hey, I was raised in Alabama) and it took me quite a number of years to figure out that it wasn’t so she could drive herself and therefore control her own destiny, but rather to give her the freedom to flake without notice or confrontation if she felt like it… and to have her unwillingness to commit be capable of producing maximal social and financial pain to a man.
In the day you’d ask a girl out and in order to accept the offer, she’d have to give you her phone number and address, set a day and time and, if she intended to actually follow through, be reasonably bound to it… otherwise she’d have to say “no” on the spot.
But women don’t want that kind of responsibility so in order to “avoid confrontation”, they can now lie and say they’re in and excited to go and will meet you there, then totally and completely forget all about it two minutes later while you spend a week making reservations and rearranging your schedule and budget to make room for the event. Then you go and tell the hostess that you’re expecting someone and the bartender keeps trying to pour you drinks and pretty soon they figure out you’re just having water and are being stood up.
Then it’s just a matter of how long will you wait before accepting the inevitable while the staff giggles at you from around the corner and you finally give in and either eat an expensive dinner by yourself or bug out and hit the Taco Bell drive through to stuff your face with shame.
Yes, this happened to me more than a few times in my blue pill days.
And the best part is when you confront them the next day about standing you up and they get offended, play the victim card and try to make you feel like an asshole (or crazy) for placing expectations on them…
Eventually you go from butthurt to no longer confronting them the day after to making plans where you won’t look like a fool to just going to places you want to be anyway to not caring if you have a date or not any more. And then they talk about where all the good men have gone… like there is something wrong with us.
Congrats on saving yourself a decade or two of buols~~~, I wish I had figured that out when I was 20 rather than 40, but “nice guy” habits die hard.
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