Remember this post?: I had a date with an English guy
Yeah, well I just dated him for the last month. Now I know I’m only supposed to be dating French guys for the suppose of this blog. So sue me, I strayed. I dated an English guy. And now well, I’m not, it’s over.
He said something to me on date #8 that made me freak out a little and when I tried to discuss it, he shut me down. It’s odd to me that two people can be having a great time and then something happens that requires communication skills and that’s it. The end.
In our fast-food style world, everyone is disposable, there’s always the next girl that maybe won’t ask any questions, that maybe won’t be that smart, that maybe won’t call me him out on shit he says.
So, it would appear that I am getting nowhere with Frenchmen. And not even anywhere with guys from my own country.
The result? I am sick and tired of this BS.