Pinkerton, anyone?
Try and teach a whore about romance.

Okay. That's probably a bit too dramatic for what I'm about to convey to you, but that phrase popped into my head while it was happening.

So today Eryn invited me to this 'fest' thing at the park. And I went with her, and it was kind of lame, because I didn't know anybody there and she would talk to her friends and I would stand there awkwardly, not sure of how to jump into the conversation. I don't know what my problem is. I'm terrible at meeting people. But I had a good time talking to Eryn herself. That part was all good and fine.

Later on there was FIREWORKS. WOW. And I had been picturing this fireworks thing as being kind of "romantic" ever since she first told me about it. But then her dumb friend Ashley decided to hang around us, which turned it into a mediocre "hanging out". Fuck.

And then HERE's the kicker. Some douchebag guy came over and started talking to Eryn, and at about the same time, one of my friends decided to walk over and start talking to me. I get engrossed in my conversation, and then notice that Eryn is being very stupidly giggly/flirty with the aforementioned douchebag. She's giving him lovetaps and doing the stereotypical stupid teenage girl flirty shit. I ignored it because, y'know, we're not actually going out yet, so it's not my place to jump in there and say "HEY CUT IT OUT". And I did my best to keep talking to my buddy (Travis) but she just kept flirting with that asshole. Finally I just kind of decided "fuck it" and I left. Unceremoniously just left the fucking festival. And Eryn was all " Oh, Mark, you're going?" And I said nothing, instead turned around and gave her the most obviously fake smile I could manage. She said "Oh...okay...bye!" or something like that.

Yeah. I actually cried when I was driving home. Which is weird, and certainly not very becoming of a burly man like me, but hell. I couldn't help it.

I talked to her about it later on after I got home. She admitted what she was doing was probably not a good thing, but she didn't think of it in a flirtatious manner, because she doesn't think of that guy as a boyfriend type....whatever. I don't care. She was flirting right-fucking-in-front of me. But she did admit she was wrong, and apologized, and assured me that I was the only one that she wants.

Shit man, if we ever do date, I don't want her doing anything close to that. If she wants to date me now, and she does that kind of shit in my presence, what is she going to do when we are dating and I'm not around?

Try and teach a whore about romance. That's been the story of most of my "relationships". Maybe not true "whores", but a girls who doesn't take shit seriously. Who treat a relationship as a hobby or something. Who can throw it away like nothing. To me, that's a whore. I'm sick of dating whores. I'm hoping Eryn is not a whore.