My Bad

I feel really bad about this one, so it's nice to get it off my chest! I was a first year in law school when a third year guy asked me out. For some background - all third year guys were like sharks and first year girls were like fresh meat. We didn't know they were jerks, so then had a clean slate with us.

But back to the story, so this guy asks me out and I have zero attraction towards him, but I can't think of an excuse and don't have the guts to just say no. He says how about Thursday? I respond that I have to go watch my friends play flag football (I told you I couldn't think of a good excuse). He says he'll pick me up there. Great! Not.

So he comes to pick me up and I instantly feel like a total jerk. I am wearing old jeans, sneakers and a sweatshirt (I was at a flag football game, for God's sake). He's wearing a shirt and tie. Uggh. So he takes me to this really nice restaurant and I only feel worse and worse as the night went on.

At the end of the night he asked me out again and I finally decided that I couldn't be a wimp. I told him that I was starting to date someone else. That was a total lie, but better than going out with him again when I knew I didn't like him, right? That was it, he gave up after that. I still run into him every now and then and feel guilty that I was never just honest with him....

Annalisa, Wisconsin

posted by Lola and Zoe @ 5:47 PM Comments: 0