Sunday, September 23, 2012

Single in the Shire

A short while back, I was blogging about how men are getting stupider and stupider. It’s official. It took a month but I found the third example.

The same charmer from the haunted house blog was to join me at the Maryland Renaissance Festival today. He confirmed these plans on Friday and again yesterday. The National Book Festival was this weekend and I kind of wanted to go to the second day but I was willing to go to RenFest for him.

When I go I always get there close to when it opens. It’s common knowledge about Cherry. I texted my date jokingly about if the famous procrastinator was going to make it. He texted me back 45 minutes later that it didn’t look good. 

20 minutes later I get a phone call. He’s not going to make it. The earliest he could be there was noon and the latest he could stay was 4:30 and it just didn’t seem worth it to be there for four hours. Glad to know seeing me at all this week just wasn’t worth it. Very informative about where I stand.

I told him that he was the reason I came, I had other things I could have been and wanted to be doing, and I just lost a day off my pass. He hemmed and hawed and didn’t really apologize so I said, “Well, I guess there’s nothing left to say” and hung up on him.

I knew he wasn’t an early person, didn’t live nearby, and had an evening commitment. I figured he wasn’t going to be there for more than four or five hours. I guess I was the only one with any foresight because he had ample time to cancel and didn't. I love the RenFest but it’s suddenly less desirable when you’re shanghaied into being there.

It was still one of my favorite places to be and I know several people who are there almost every weekend so I tried to make the best of it. In doing so, I got to catch a band that was on their final day, get an adorable new cape, had a Rennie* a photographer tell me how pretty I am (which my date has never done), and catch up with several Rennie friends. I also got reminded why I love RenFest people so much.

I was stopped by a woman in garb who was interviewing people about their high points and low points of the day. I told her that it was early so the high point was probably yet to come and the low point was when my date bailed. She said he wasn’t worthy and I should go and find another date there. 

At one point I was sitting by myself people watching before finding my friends and one of the wandering performers came by and gave me a little show of contact juggling (links below). I got my own private performance. It was neat. I’m a dork. 

Later I was venting to my BFF on the phone while I was waiting for my friends to find me and two gentlemen heard me say, “If he does this to me again, I’m done. I don’t need this crap.” One guy said, “Stay strong!” My voice carries so this happens more than you’d think. I ended up explaining exactly what happened. One guy said he’d have been here for four hours if he’d had a date. The other guy said he’d have been there for 20 minutes. I’m young enough to be his daughter so no phone numbers were exchanged.

As for my date? It's 9 PM and I have not heard a peep. One friend wants me to give him another chance because he seems like such a nice guy. Another thinks he needs to make it up to me. I lost track of the people who thought he behaved like a jerk, asshole, and/or douche bag after five. 

I’m not beyond giving him a second chance but I’m not eager to do it given his reason for bailing. We'll see what he does over the next few days. I doubt he spent much of today thinking about me or what he did. 

As for making it up to me, I’m not an idiot. Would it be nice if he made it up to me? Of course. Have I dated enough to know better than to expect such behavior? Absolutely. I don't know if and when I'll see him again but any plans I may make won't be any I can't afford to break.

UPDATE: I did hear from him three days later. He didn't realize he was trouble! My friend texted him saying "You either need to call me or call her and apologize. Otherwise, it was nice to have met you." Less than 10 minutes later I had a text with an apology and a promise to call. He called, we talked, and he knows why it was a big screw up. We fine but not great.


*Rennie = A hardcore Renaissance Festival person. They attend almost every available weekend and are always in garb.

Visual reference on contact juggling:
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