Stop calling me

I've come to the conclusion that I cannot meet a regular guy. They are all either jerks or psychos. And then there's the guy who stalks you.

I met this guy at Pat Mitchell's birthday party a few weeks ago (not the stalker, though I'm sure that's the guy everyone really wants to hear about). He seemed cool. Kind of pulled the "oh you're so beautiful" lines on me, but I was willing to look past the cheesey line usage. Or maybe I just liked the attention. He said that I was a cool girl and gave me his phone number, usually I don't get phone numbers from the guys I meet. I didn't call him, but I thought maybe, for once, I could get to know this guy better and maybe, for once, something good would happen. I told Robin about my interest in him and she says to me, "you know he has a girlfriend, right?"

What? Stop hitting on me if you have a girlfriend!! What the hell??

They've been together off and on since high school, so that's probably like six years or something. I also found out that he's a "sweet talker" and that the whole thing was just an act anyway. He pulled the same thing on Karen!! I mean, I never expect anything from guys, I usually write them off right after I meet them. The one time I let my guard down and actually start having feelings, I'm the one whose been written off.

Jerks man. So, I've given up. That's it.

If your friends can't even set you up with decent guys, what's the point anyway?