“I Confessed My Feelings, Then She Dropped a Bombshell About My Brother — 47 Brutal Rejections Revealed”
Then he – a bit arbitrary – asks me what is my Rh factor. I have no idea and reply, “negative”. He sighs, “you know you gonna have pregnancy problems if your man is Rh-positive, right?”
I’m trying to process that a random guy plans my pregnancy. What? Should I joke? Should I run? He continues:
“Oh well. You know, actually, I have a girlfrend, sorry, let’s just be friends”.
We never talked again, so, alas, I still don’t know whether he actually cared about Rh-factor or maybe he just likes weird excuses.
Or maybe he’s a vampire of very particular tastes. Who knows.
I’ve told this story in other threads, but perhaps this is the most appropriate of them all.
Ask female friend of mine to be my date to an upcoming dance, she declines, and I don’t see it as big of a deal. In the coming days, I found that she and her friends had spread gossip/rumors about me being a creep/stalker, even to the point where women I had never even spoken a word to gave me a disgusted snarl if I so much as glanced at them.
Of course, the salt in the wound is that literally every single one of my friends were able to snag dates, and I was literally the only guy among that group of friends to never get asked to the next dance (a dance where the tradition had the girl asking the guy to be her date).
Needless to say, it shattered whatever confidence I may have had, and has me rolling my eyes at “The worst she can do is say no”
Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t have said yes to me either back then. I was a desperate kid just wanting to be accepted and not be treated like I was some sort of monster. A simple “no” would have sufficed however.
I applied for a job, the interview went really well, and I was told to ring in two days for the results.
I rang and gave my name and explained why I was calling. His reaction was, and I quote:
“Hahaha, it ain’t you,”
Then he hung up.
*“I fell in love with the idea of you.”*
-My ex long-distance boyfriend after a little over two years of an off and on relationship, right before breaking up with me.
She smiled so pleasantly at me. Paused for a second and when the smile faded she let out the sternest and most blankly faced… “NO”.
Told a girl once that I had a crush on her, she replied “don’t worry, it happens”. Never talked again.
When I was eight I was on a road trip with my family and my dad got lost. He got REALLY angry when he got lost. So to vent his frustration, he pulled over to a Jack in the Box, had me come in with him (he demanded that only I come with him– no one else) and to relieve his tensions he sat me down and told me for ten minutes why he didn’t like me. From the way I cleaned my room, to the way I did in school, to the way I SPOKE– he told me how he despised everything about eight year old me. I’ll never forget him saying, “I don’t like a g*****n thing about you.” Hard to take when you’re eight and your dad is still Superman to you.
I was at a party in high school and I made a move on my crush at the time. She turned me down quickly, and that was that…until the next school day. She apparently went around telling everyone that we hooked up, but I had a tiny p***s and I had trouble getting it up.
She not only refused my request, but assured no one at the high school would ever think about getting with me.
High School dance, I decided to try to put together a little get together with some friends and some friends of the girl I was taking to the dance. Had numerous people say they were going to come by and thought everything was solid.
After dinner and the dance, she said she wasn’t feeling well and I took her home.
I went home to prepare for the guests because I figured this would still be an OK evening.
Not a single person showed up.
I found out later that the girl wanted to go do something else afterward with another guy, and everyone just had something else (better) to do.
I felt like I was rejected by the girl and numerous friends, and it felt like a gut punch.
I went to a dark place for a while after that, and haven’t really had any significant friendships since then.
I am currently happily married, have a great family, and may do some after-work stuff with co-workers, but I still don’t have any significant friendships that I could call dependable.
Still quite happy though.
For me, it is “ghosting” because it still feels open, long after the point that it shouldn’t anymore.
This is kind of off but still relevant. I had low self esteem in early high school so one day at lunch I was like, “I’m going to ask the first OK looking girl who comes around that corner out and they’ll say no.” So, the first person to walk around the corner is a pretty girl. I ask her out and without hesitation she says “sure.” Now, I was 100% expecting to be shot down so I caught myself unprepared. I kind of studdered, “Haha just kidding” then I walked away and face palmed. In short, some girl got asked out, said yes, only for the guy (me) to awkwardly say, “haha just kidding” and walk away. I shot myself in the foot hard, and it still haunts me.
He asked me to open the window that I was sitting by on the bus because he was hot (he was on the row opposite me) and I said no I want to keep it shut. I didn’t like having it open because my hair always flies out the window. He looked at me, said “whatever, you’re ugly anyway” and reached over and opened my window.
Not sure if this counts as rejection because I didn’t even ask her out.
In middle school I had a crush on this one girl for a while. One day she pulled me aside and said, “Hey so I know you have a crush on me and I just don’t feel the same way so can you stop liking me please?”
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