Men Aren’t Jerks: Chase

This post is meant to supplement my hypothesis that men aren’t jerks. Read the original post.

Met Chase on a Friday night and the following events occurred:

- He asked me to come home with him (I said no).

- He asked me to “go get a pen” so he could write down my number (I said no).

- He gave me HIS number because he didn’t have HIS phone with him. Okay fine.

- He kissed me in the middle of the bar. That’s wasn’t my typical style (but okay fine).

- I called him (3 days later, as the rule states) and he asked me out for the next night.

- We went out.

- Not only did he bring up his ex-girlfriend before we even ordered dinner, but he brought her up again no less than 3 times during dinner. Also, thanks for sharing that tidbit about how you moved to this city for her, Mr. Imnotoverheryet.

- I continued to drink A LOT of Sake.

- He gave me a peck on the lips, left my place, and we never talked again.

Why he did what he did:

He didn’t know what he wanted.

How he could have handled it better:

How about – don’t talk about your ex? I mean, unless a girl asks about your ex (and she won’t), don’t talk about her. Okay thanks.

However, I’ll give him credit for giving up on me completely. Thank you for not drunk dialing me or trying to get in my pants again.

What I found out later:

I didn’t really find anything out later.

Lesson Learned:

Looking back, I realized that this guy wanted me to come home with him after knowing me for less than 5 minutes, kissed me in a bar, and talked about his ex-girlfriend. Can we say REBOUND?

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