So I was sitting there eating cheese....
No, just kidding. Ray recommended I start this post like that. To be honest, I wasn't eating at all, but I WAS drinking at the time. In fact, we'd just made a liquor store run, and stopped off for some really gory movies, which resulted in us popping Sorority Row in the Xbox and sitting down with our boozey beverages.
This is why people-like me-need blogs; there's just too much crazy stuff that happens in my life not to be recording and sharing it all. Case and point, being rejected by a member of the Tea Party (yeah yeah yeah, we'll get to that.) or finding out one of my exes might be a PEDO (freak, that's another post for another day, but I will tell you it's the Pothead, and that I'm so disgusted I ever knew him.) or how about finding out that my army-boy was sleeping with multiple women all the while we were dating and
I found out FROM THIS VERY BLOG! See? Crazy stuff. Are you all thoroughly entertained by my hardships and utter frustration with dating? Good. I want you to be, otherwise I wouldn't post this crap. Please enjoy, and please laugh heartily.
Perhaps you want a little background on this first, so I'll fill you in, my darling readers. The job I am currently working in is one I'm returning to after a year and a half absence. I worked here before, and we had a rambunctious little gang of coworkers (it's just not the same now, but it's still good) that generally had an amazing time together. There were three of us who had a crush on one of our coworkers (the hot-nerdy type) and we'd all have a good time discussing it. He's not gay (I can't decide if trying to date a conservative is better or worse than when I tried to date a gay guy-yeah, I did that-don't judge) so
David was out of luck. That left two,
Sheena and Me.
When I quit that job, he and I had a conversation and I told him how I felt, and that was that; we really didn't see each other until I came back in to re-interview for this position nearly a year and a half later. At this time I was blissfully hiding away from the world of dating. Okay, maybe blissfully isn't the right word... Let's try-bitterly, but I was content not feeling or caring about mushy-gushy love bullshit. Yeah, that lasted right up until I saw him again. I managed to cling to the fringes of it again until I started working with him (yes, I know what you're all thinking-BAD ANGIE, what happened to the no coworker rule? I'm weak, and cute-nerdy boys with super-intelligence are my weakness, OK?) but then I'd decided I might as well enjoy liking someone again.
This is where Sheena and her meddling came in. She decided to have one of her friends that still works here tell him that I "dig" him. I felt so humiliated over the whole thing-but life moves forward.
(This is the part where we get back to the drunken movie night-which was Josh's idea because he thought a nice movie filled with blood and ditzy girls getting slaughtered is the best remedy for his broken heart and my melancholy.)
The reason that is relevant, is because it was at this time the guy and I decided to sit down and talk about what had happened with the meddling. To which I decided "what the hell" and said "To be fair to Sheena, I do like you." Which he told me he already knew, since we'd discussed it a year before and I was fairly obvious (purposefully!) in my flirting. Then he said "There are a few reasons that I've never pursued a relationship with you."
Now, before I proceed with his reasoning, you all should know that I'm sitting in a room with Matt, Jon, and Josh. A Libertarian, a moderate liberal, and a HUGE liberal. All of which were waiting to hear whether the guy I liked was interested in me too.
His reasons? Religion (which to be honest, I expected) and politics (which I really hadn't expected.) He's politically right-wing and aware that I am quite outspoken with my lefty beliefs (Hell, he reads this blog-
everyone wave!) Now, since I like the dude, I proceed to say that I'm pretty open-minded and would probably be just fine dating a conservative, besides-hell-Ray
(everyone wave again!) and I get along swimmingly and he's pretty conservative.
I wasn't prepared for the next statement.
"Are you aware that I'm politically aligned with the Tea Party?"
Shock. My jaw literally fell open, and Jon (the bastard) upon seeing my disbelief at the screen in front of me and proceeding to check out why I was in shock, began laughing-which didn't stop for the next few days. (It's ok, I still tease him about eating funny because that's the excuse his last girlfriend used to break up with him-she was crazy.)
Still, part of me actually considered it. I'm aware it probably wouldn't have been the best move on my part, but I justified it with "But I really like him!" He, however, pointed out that he reads my blog and has seen
what I've posted about "tea-baggers." (You know, now that I read that old post, it's not so much them themselves, but what a few members of that party were doing, that I was speaking out against) In any case, we agreed, it's great to be friends, but dating is probably not the best option for us.
That evening Jon, Josh and I poured our shot-glasses full and toasted always choosing the wrong people, and voiced our hope that the next person that comes into our lives, will be right for us. The next morning, I woke up over it. I'm content being friends.
Besides, can you guys see little liberal me trying to date a staunch religious conservative?
It'd sure as hell make for some funny blog material! :P
(Hope this made you laugh, rather than offending you)
(((Slurpees soon!)))