Dating Kit

Adventures of a Single Girl…

Cock blocked by a guy!!

on January 7, 2016

07.01.16

I was out the other night with a meet up group. I went with this guy I met a few weeks ago and who’s great at introducing me to people. (This time though, I realised he’s actually got some polishing to do in that regard, but more on that another time – the art of introducing people)

Anyhoo, I was trying to talk to a chick I’d just met, but it was a loud place and hearing new details was hard so it was hard going, but she seemed nice. Then a guy came up and spoke to me by name. I knew his face immediately and where I knew him from but couldn’t remember his name. He was on his way to the loo so I had a few minutes.

I texted our old mutual friends to ask. Back when I was married, and he was married, we shared two mutual friends, a couple who I’d worked with years before. They’d met at work and fallen in love. How romantic! They lived near us and my husband and I spent lots of Saturday evenings with them, and frequently, this other couple was there too, especially on big occasions.

Back when my ex husband and I split, he and his wife announced the same, so all our lives changed, including our social weekends, and I didn’t see him again.

Anyway, my friends didn’t reply, and later on, I was talking to a guy I’d met a few nights earlier- and who is a freakin’ dreamboat of a guy. I was having big chats with him because we had some recent history, and plenty to talk about. He’s a hottie and I’m well keen on getting to know him better, so I was happy to have the chance to chat with him so soon, especially as I didn’t know he’d be out that night. Yeehah!!

But instead, this one barrels up and starts talking to the guy- saying he knew him. My guy (let’s call him that for now, just to distinguish, lol) says, “oh I know John,” pointing right at his name tag. Bingo!! I got his name! I hadn’t even realised he was wearing a name tag.

My guy and I had been mid flirt, and all had been going well, and with this one joining in and changing the subject completely, it was fucking annoying! What’s a girl to do, be rude to a guy she’s known for 5 years (with a 4 year gap), and keep flirting with her guy in front of him? Er no, this girl doesn’t like an audience when she’s doing her thang. So proper introductions were made and boring it became. My guy seemed to be valiantly trying to get us back on track too, and I told him he owes me a drink. Then we mucked around about what I wanted- he knows full well but suggested about 4 drinks he knew I hated. John threw in his suggestion, which wasn’t far off (thanks to all those nights of drinking at our friends’ house) and I said, “he knows what I want,” pretty much at the same time as my guy said, “oh I know what she wants.” Hilares. So we were both trying to get it back to the flirt! My guy chose that moment to excuse himself, saying he had to go and talk to some people, but he’d come back to me with a drink.

Fucking cock blocked. Are you kidding me???

I could’ve cried, but had limited options at the time, and as I watched his head bob away through the crowd- he’s tall, and he was dancing the whole time (did I tell you he’s my kinda guy?), I watched my hopes of that drink, and further opportunity to get to know each other, walk away too.

The cock blocker just stood there and droned on and on about our friends who neither of us sees much of these days, and his job, and his split from his wife. Barely asked me anything about my life since then and just filled me in about him, and how hard it’s been to get his life back in order; and I tell you, it was such a downer. What a drainer!

After what seemed an interminably long time, I saw that familiar bobbing head coming my way. And when he moved around someone I could see he had two glasses in his hand. When he reached me, he said, “oh my god you were like a kid in a candy store just then!” Well, a girl likes to show her excitement, doesn’t she? It was as much for the drink as it was for the guy bringing it, but I had to focus on one of them first- and a free drink- especially when it’s the right one, brings joy to my face. So, to show my appreciation and get back on the flirt track, I leant over, practically elbowing John out of the way, and gave my guy a big kiss on the cheek. But guess what? John fucking well broke the mood again by saying some half assed smart ass remark! And off went my guy. Fucking cock blocked by the same fucking guy twice!! Can you believe it? Pfft!!!

I somehow managed to extricate myself after a little while and later on I was with a new friend I’d met and we were coming back from the loos and John was where we needed to walk through, so I introduced them. They had a good little chat but then she said she’d get a drink so I went with her. Within 30 seconds we had a shadow over us, and he was there asking if we’d ordered yet. I thought, hmmm, well perhaps he’ll be a gentleman and buy us a drink- seeing as he did cock block me- twice.

But when I got the bartender’s attention for him, he just ordered his drink. You’ve got to be bloody kidding me. Then he complained about the cost of the drink. Yeah mate, don’t complain, it should’ve been three drinks but you’ve just saved yourself a fucking fortune. Cheapskate fucking cockblocking cockhead.

Not everyone is socially skilled, but if that ever happens again I shall have to put myself first and excuse myself, with my guy, so we get the one on one time we need away from prying cockblockers. Course, maybe he’s switched teams since his divorce and was trying to have a crack too!

Xx Kit

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