Friday night was the 2010 NYC Sex Blogger Calendar Release Party (not to worry if you missed the party, you can – and should – buy your calendars online). Sadly, I was only able to pop by for a little while.
It was quite the party. The place was packed. So much so that I didn’t get to see a couple of friends who were there the same time as I was. It was just too crowded to get through the rooms.
But of course, there I was, trying to have fun with friends when I see some guy I went out with a few times and never want to see again, standing just a few feet from us. So I immediately duck behind a friend, like a ridiculous child.
And then, for the next hour, I stayed on the look out for him (as did one of the friends I was with, who also knew the guy). Which kinda ruined the party for me because I didn’t feel like I could just relax and enjoy myself. Instead I stood there watching out, afraid to be caught in some ridiculous awkward conversation with a guy who never meant anything to me.
Ugh. Silly and childish and ridiculous.
And yet, when I mentioned it to several people at the party (that I was hiding from some guy who I went out with a few times and never wanted to see again) they all said something along the lines of, “been there, done that”.
Tags: bad date