Thank you I’d been tearing my hair out all day trying to figure out these arcane compiler errors!

TMI, dude.

Indeed. No one needs to hear about tosh.0. Ugh.

So assuming this story is true, which I will for the sake of the narrative, you’re pulling self-esteem-attacking Pick Up Artist psychological crap on some poor unsuspecting girl; only, like jerri said, in the tone of Dwight Schrute. Unless she somehow did something to deserve this. Why exactly do you think this is a good story? I don’t know you, and I haven’t read enough of your posts to write you off like ElGuapo has, but if this is true then you’re acting like a douche. Stop it.

To be clear, it isn’t that we don’t think the story is interesting, it’s that we think it’s somewhat repulsive to the point that we don’t care whether she called or not. Some girls would call, others wouldn’t, and the difference is self esteem - the kind of people who would call are the ones for whom all those asshat PUA techniques are designed.

You guys are mean.

Hey, 33 posts later, something I can work with. (<3 Balut)

Further information:

The event did not happen as a result of some calculated plan on my part. Events that transpired previous to where you guys have entered the story lead me to believe that the course of action I took was reasonable, as well as my best available option.

Now, obviously, in order for that to be true, the parts of the story before this part must be at least mildly interesting and certainly relevant to the discussion at hand. However, as this situation is an ongoing concern involving a real live person who probably wouldn’t be thrilled to find themselves bandied about as a topic of global discussion, I’m not going to spread around personal details of someone else’s life on the Internet.

It’d be different if it were just me.

The further parts of the story I am willing to share at this point, I had planned on posting after I’d gotten a small smattering of guesses as to the actual outcome of my action. I thought that would be interesting. I like numbers.

You folks, not so much it would seem.

My intention had been, once I got a few random data points out of you people, was to then relate how I have since determined that a) my action wasn’t the absolutely best possible one to take, and b) I’m not sure what would have been better. I had hoped that alternative responses to the situation that I had not thought of would have been presented by now.

I had hoped to get opinions from people outside of the situation who are not as emotionally invested as I, in order to enhance my own perspective, but… some of you people are already a little too invested, it would seem.

For example, I’m thrilled beyond words that every last one of you who bothered to reply, assume that I am proud of my recent behavior.

Be assured that I am not.

Okay, so, just so we understand:

  1. You fucked this girl
  2. You don’t really want to fuck this girl anymore
  3. You decided to break up with her in the most dick way possible (Text message/brief interaction with little chance for closure (An hour or so in your own words))
  4. Posted about it on the internet
  5. Attempted to gauge us based on our reactions so that you could make yourself look better/not as much of a dickwad
  6. Claimed to not want to talk about it on the internet (After talking about it on the internet)
  7. Belittled us about calling you out on being a shithead

This is just for everyone’s understanding.

And if you weren’t proud about doing something as shitheaded as telling someone they are only allowed to talk to you at a specified time after disallowing them to speak to you at all for an extended amount of time, then why the fuck are you doing it? That’s not how normal humans act in that sort of situation.

You aren’t as cool as you think you are.

#3785: not even remotely accurate

#3786: I don’t actually think I’m very cool at all. I’m posting on the Internet, I’m obviously an idiot.

Then correct me, oh wise one.

This is the funniest thing I’ve seen on the internet all week. Bravo!

Can I use a hammer for that?

So to further ingrain yourself as a shithead, you won’t even defend your shitheaded actions.

Awesome.

(As an aside; firefox recognizes the word shithead as an actual word. Awesome)

Last night I thought I had lost the phone number of the guy I met on Tuesday and it left me with a strange and unpleasant feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I did find the number and we confirmed we are on for Sunday.

This seems oddly out of place here now.

On the contrary, it’s totally appropriate!

Close call, Ned. What would you have done if you couldn’t have found it?

Did you break up with someone over text message? Yes or no.

Have you ever seen a romantic comedy? Something like that.

Well um, that doesn’t have to get in the way. Just saying!

#3794: No.

Hmmmmmmm…