Scums of Society

This is the follow up to the last post. And I am so annoyed right now. I can't even explain to you how frustrating yesterday was. Thank goodness it is a new day and I get to scrub into the OR tomorrow! But first...the story:

I decided after finding Mr. Sales Rep on Match.com, that I would 'send him a wink for free' and make a quick profile. He wrote back immediately and is like "Well if it isn't the hottest red head I have ever seen! How is your phone? We should totally hang out...here is my number." I write back with my number and he starts texting me like crazy. We have a lot in common and he is acting like he is so into me. He started using terms like 'gorgeous' and 'cutie' for names rather early, but I was just kind of stoked that such a good looking guy liked me. Well, this is Wednesday, and that night he texts me to come over and hang out and watch a movie. I thought it was kind of weird because I wasn't comfortable just going over there by myself, and sometimes 'come over and watch a movie' can be code for certain things. I declined, and he said that we would definitely hang out on Friday.

Well the texting continues until Friday. I ask him what he had in mind for us to do. Once again, he is like you should come over and watch a movie. He claims that he is an old, boring guy that just likes to keep it low key, but I wasn't asking to do some crazy adventure. I would think that taking me to dinner or at least dessert for a first date is pretty standard. I find out he lives alone, and the red flag goes up. Why does he only want me to come over? Why doesn't he want to take me out? I tell him that I would be more comfortable going out somewhere when we don't know each other well. He writes back, 'No problem, I agree. I will call you when I'm off work.'

He is supposed to get off work at 8 PM. Naturally, I start getting ready at like 6:30 or 7 because I am super nervous and helps calm my nerves if I just do my hair and look fabulous...and I really did. Well, 8 o'clock comes-no phone call. 9 o'clock comes- no phone call. 10, 11, 12 comes and NOTHING is heard. Of course at this time I am out with friends so it's not like I am still waiting around. But I do send him a text message at midnight saying, "So I'm guessing I should just delete your number?" NO RESPONSE. The next day, I am telling my friends, sister (Laura) and my Mom what happened. Everyone kind of concludes that either he must of died or he is the world's biggest jerk.

Saturday evening, I am hanging out with a few of my girlfriends and they get the idea to text him from another phone acting like a friend of his to see if he texts back. BRILLIANT. But at the same time, we are all kind of laughing because we feel like we're in the movie, "He's just not that into you." Katie texts him, and after awhile, he texts back. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. Eventually, I send him one last text so I get can closure. It says, "Hey Rick it's Becca. I'm a little confused right now about last night but I just kind of want closure. Can I assume that you aren't interested anymore? I just want to know so I can move on." Rick writes back: "Oh boy I am really sorry Becca. I just don't think it would work out. I am a really big goody goody morman boy and I think I would be too boring for you. Sorry."

My genius reply: "Okay if you feel that way. But you might want to learn how to spell the religion you claim. It's spelled Mormon. But good luck on Match.com =)" He writes back: Gee thanx. With an X. Oh he kills me. It just makes me mad because it's like I think I am the goody goody here because I wasn't going to go hang out with him alone and put myself in a position that could be potentially bad. Whatever, he's a jerk and I will move on.

Later that night, I go with some of my friends to a birthday party for someone I don't really know. But whatever...I am assured there will be plenty of guys there so that I can redeem myself for today. It turns out to be not that fun because a lot of the guys seem immature and some of them look homeless. One guy that I semi know is walking around with one bloodshot eye and a red cheek. I asked him what happened.

Here's the convo:
Guy: Nothing...he just started doing that."
Me: Well it's not nothing, your body wouldn't do that unless it was reacting to something...sorry I'm in Nursing school and I probably analyze everything haha.
Guy: Oh ya? Well I'm a med tech and I know that sometimes it is nothing.

He grabs his girlfriend who claims she is a microbiologist but works as a Med tech and they start trying to quiz me on what certain signs and symptoms mean. For most of their questions, I reply that you can't diagnose people based on a couple symptoms. And I don't diagnose people, I treat people. And I'm also not a nurse yet. They start making fun of me, saying I am the stupidest nurse and that they pray they never have me as a nurse. My only reply is, "Are you being serious right now?" and leave the party, grabbing my friend Randi, with tears coming down. I already had a rough day, I don't need anyone else's crap. I'm talking to Randi a little away from the house and this other guy who I don't comes over and starts dancing around us heckling "Oh poor baby you are crying at a party, why don't you call your mom?" This is the last straw. I'm leaving this so called party which seems to be from an alternate universe where they don't know how to act like decent human beings. And I would call my Mom if it wasn't 11 PM her time.

I am so over people who can't treat others with respect. I don't understand why it seems so hard for many people in society. I think I am just going to study on the weekends now.