| An HB9 added me in Facebook and I did a stalker routine (joking, accusing her of being an online stalker). It caught her interest and I ran a few negs on her, an indirect compliment and when she was hooked I started making her qualify.
It was weird how easy it all was working. Even more considering she is almost a 10. She has a gorgeous ass, great legs and a slutty face. The con is that she is an airhead and speaks in a childish way, ala Jennifer Tilly.
Well, I got her phone number on Monday. She begged for me to call her. I did. I made the conversation short because I know I suck at phone game, and we agreed to meet next day. If everything went fine, we would go on a date next saturday.
I had a problem at the gym (it was flooded) so I finished earlier yesterday and called her to meet earlier, because I had lots of work to do in the morning. (That's for real, I am here only because my contractor still couldn't send me the budget for an installation.) Ok, so she agreed to meet at 10:30 PM instead of 11:00 PM. She asked me to go to her house to pick her up...
Well, by the adress she gave me I imagined where she lived. I used to work in that neighbourhood. But when I got there, the door number wasn't correct. I walked like 6 blocks on the other direction because the name of the street changes and maybe that was the mistake. But no, no apartments there.
I called her again and she gave me the "correct" address. I arrived there at 10:55, called her, and she told me she went to the supermarket to buy some things. I waited 15 minutes and called her again. She said she was late and I told her I would wait another 5 minutes. 5 minutes later I told her I was leaving and she begged me to wait, because she hasn't been able to find strawberries. By then I was almost sure it was a prank. At 11:35 PM I texted "I left", and took the bus. I was arriving home, at 11:55, when she texted me through FB asking what happened to me.
I was really angry but tried to tone it down, because I didn't want the prankster to know how bad it felt. I said I was fed up with it, and she should go to my place if she wanted to see me.
No replies in FB. No texts. And I called her two times to demand an explanation (hoping to hear that laugh familiar from my highschool days and get over it), but it didn't even ring, just voice mail. Didn't leave any voice messages (people never listen to them anyways)
This morning I checked her FB profile again and she was complaining that she was stood up and was left alone at her apartment with white wine and strawberries. And in a wall of a friend of hers, she is complaining about how hard it is to find a decent man.
WTF?
What the hell is this? A shit test? A prank? An annoying immature girl who doesn't know shit about social protocols?
Should I make a follow up or next her?
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