More Tales of E-dating gone wrong.

[RescueDiver]

Well, as requested I am going to share another tale from long ago. This story begins once again on link removed with an 18 y/o gal (4 years younger than me at the time). Liz attented a neighboring college and was in I think her second semester. Anyway, we chatted online over e-mail and eventually made a date to meet up after I finished with weekly training at my fire department (so this would be about 10:00 PM or so). We met along with a friend of hers and her friend's boyfriend (safety in numbers I guess). Well, dinner went welll... I charmed everyone with my wit and stories from being a firefighter. After our late dinner her friends apparently signed off on me because Liz decieded it was okay to ride back to her dorm with me. I gave Liz a rose I had hidden in my Jeep. Oh, for those that care, this all happened the March following my story about meeting Jessica. Well, we drove back to her dorm and she showed me around. It was actually kinda weird because it was the same dorm that another female friend of mine had stayed in a few years prior (so I already knew my way around). After the nickel tour we sat in chatted in one of the study lounges. We eventually ended up cuddling up on one of the couches and I chanced a kiss. She didn't really respond, but she also didn't seem like she didn't like it. Anyway it was getting late so Liz invited me to sleep on the floor of her dorm. I accepted and we both passed out on the floor of her dorm. The next morning Liz seemed very perky. She was dancing around and singing to music on the radio. I mistakenly took this to mean that she was really happy about meeting me and so forth. As it turns out, this is just how she is. She got ready for class and I offered to drive her to her first class (after which I would head home). We parted (I don't remember if we kissed or not) and I told her I'd talk to her later.

After that, Liz and I shared several phone and e-mail conversations leading up to her spring break. Well, we went out again the night her spring break started. We had a great time and I dropped her off at a Subway where she would be meeting up with a friend and driving into Minneapolis to stay for a couple of days. Now, this is where the problems started. Liz as it turns out is a compulsive liar. She neglected to tell me, that this "friend" she was going to visit was actually another person she would be meeting from link removed. While we hadn't established any sort of exclusive relationship yet, things definitely looked like they were heading there. I dropped Liz off and she said she'd talk to me in a couple of days when she got back. Well the weekend came and went and no Liz. I waited a few days and then tried calling her and there was no answer. The behavior of their answering machine seemed to indicate that no one had been there in days (as there were a lot of messages building up). So, I left a message and went along on my way. A few more days went by and still no Liz. So I tried calling again... still no answer and again there was a long BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP (so still lot's of unchecked messages, this was a tape-based answering machine). I wasn't really sure what was going on, but figured Liz had probably gone home for the remainder of her break and just hadn't gotten around to calling me.

 

Well, the night before her classes resumed I get a call from Liz. I was pretty happy to hear from her naturally. Well, she asks if I can come pick her up (as she doesn't have a car). I say sure and then find out that she's still in the cities. I think, okay, that's weird because I thought she was only staying the weekend. Actually you know what... now that I think about it, Liz did say she was meeting someone else from match when she left on break, but she didn't say anything about spending the week with him and she assured me that she really liked me and there would be more dates (but my assertion of her being a chronic liar stands, and you will see why). Anyway, I drive into the cities to pick Liz up and on the way back I gradually get the picture of what's going on. I'm not real happy because here I am thinking things are progressing just fine. Then I find out that she's met up with some pretty boy and is completely smitten with him.

 

Over the next few months I do my best to be "just friends" with Liz as she bumbles around with this guy in the cities. Every once in a while I get a pleading phone call to bring her back to school. I do it really only because I get to see Liz and I'm hoping that being nice to her will show her how much I care. The guy she's seeing in the Minneapolis is a real piece of work. For the most part he is completely self-absorbed. He cares about Liz so much that he is fine with going out to pick her up... but doesn't want to be inconvenienced with bringing her home late on Sunday nights because he has to work early the next morning. Well as I said this goes on for a few months. Eventually Liz gets the picture that this guy is just too self-centered for her and breaks up with him and decides to give me a chance (or so she says).

 

As it turns out, we are now at the end of the semester and Liz has nowhere to go. Her parents have booted her out (for no good reason according to Liz). Anyone believe that one? Well, somehow we arrive at the bright idea of letting her come live with me. Now we had maybe officially been dating a week at this point, but I figure that I'd known her for a few months so maybe it'll be okay (I'm still not clued into her web of deceit yet). Well, a month into the relationship Liz cheats on me (with a guy she supposedly went to school with). This guy, is yet another person she met through match. But for some reason she decides to cook up this story about having known him (and having already dated him in high school). She assured me at the time that they had long since put any relationship behind them and were simply friends now. Well, this guy is going to be in town one weekend and Liz asks if he can stay overnight. Well, I have some old school friends (female too) and I figure sure, what the hell. That night they end up staying up late talking and fall asleep on my living room floor. The next morning I get up to go on an EMS (medical call) around 8AM (so they're left alone in the apartment for maybe 30 to 45 minutes). I come back and find them doing the nasty on my livingroom floor. I didn't say anything, I just went into my bedroom, closed the door, and started crying. Well, apparently Liz quickly shooed him out of the appartment. As it turns out she had only told him that we were roommates... not that we were dating. Liz comes busting into my room and "attacks" me (kissing, hugging, apologizing, etc...) She says that she is going to go for a short drive with this guy to end it and then she'll be back. They're gone for several hours. After a couple of hours of thinking about what's happened I get mad and pile all of her stuff (mostly clothes actually) in the livingroom floor intent on throwing her out.

 

Liz shows up later and seeing all her stuff in a pile asks if I want her to leave. I break down and tell her that I love her and don't want her to leave. Being the forgiving person I am, I forgive her. Things go relatively well until her birthday when my car blows up on the interstate on the way back from her parents house. Little did I know, Liz was planning on dumping me a few days after, but decides to stay with me because I'm upset about my car. We date for about another month before Liz dumps me. In that time she manages to rack up a sizeable bill on my credit card, runs up a HUGE phone bill talking to people from all over the country, crashes my Jeep (not to mention driving it drunk more than once), and nearly burns down my apartment when she leaves the heat lamp for her iguana laying on the carpeted floor of the apartment. She also convinces me to co-sign on a loan with her that she says she's going to use to go back to college (because she had quit after the semester we met). She ends up using the money shopping for clothes, buying gifts for other guys, etc... She then defaults on the loan and I end up having to repay it myself.

 

How she went about crashing my Jeep is a story in itself. One night Liz takes my Jeep (with permission) to visit some friends at the local university where she proceeds to get trashed at a house party (she failed to mention that there would be a house party involved). Anyway, she comes home so drunk I'm wondering how the hell she made it (as she's a terrible driver to begin with). Being that I have to work in the morning I'm trying to get her to go to bed, but she's super wound-up and calls my best friend and invites him over. My best friend comes over mainly because he can tell how trashed Liz is and thinks that it'll be amusing (which for him it was). Well, with four of my best friends over Liz makes a complete * * * of herself (parading around in her underwear and so forth). She also makes so much noise that my upstairs neighbor calls the police who show up and ask everyone for ID. When Liz presents hers and they see she's underage they give her a brethalizer test which she fails miserably. They give her a citation and tell her that she has to pay it and go to alcohol assesment or she'll lose her driver's license. Well, Liz is so upset about all of this she ends up keeping me up all night whining and crying. Now, I have to be at work by 7AM (I work at a local credit union part time as a night/weekend computer operator). On the weekends (which this was) I work alone, and around noon I have to do a courier run where I go to the various branch offices and pick up receipts and checks. Well, I call Liz and tell her that since she's been able to sleep for the past 5 hours she's going to come drive me around to each of the branch offices because I'm so tired I'm not sure it's safe for me to drive. Well she does and on our trip to the first branch office we are approaching a stop sign. It's raining so the roads are slippery. Liz is coming up on this stop sign so fast that I wake up (I'm semi-dozing in the passenger seat) and tell her to slow down. Liz, being the idiotic driver she is, immediately SLAMS on the brakes and locks all four wheels up. Well, then she starts turning the steering wheel (again for some unknown reason). At the time I think she's compensating for a skid... turns out she was just being dumb. Well, as the Jeep slows down and the front tires finally regain traction she has the wheel turned sufficiently that we swerve into the far right lane and get sideswiped by a semi. So now I have $4000 damage to my Jeep and who knows how much damage to the semi and Liz finally comes out and says she doesn't have insurance. Up until then she said she was covered under her parents car. Finally fed up with all the lies I lay into Liz and she ends up breaking up with me a few days later... leaving me for someone she had been talking to in secret on link removed over the past week or so.

 

So, I give her a week or two to get her stuff, and get out. Oh, one other story about her (this one too definitely bears repeating). My best friend was having a going-away party at a bar one night while Liz and I were either dating or in some sort of post-breakup-might-get-back-together period. I wasn't able to go because I was working. Well, unknown to me, on previous occasions when my buddies were out at the bar they had the waitresses call my apartment and ask for me. When Liz answered they asked about me and said they'd met me wherever and thought I was really nice and so forth. They weren't being flirty or slutty, just trying to be friendly. Anyway, Liz never gave me the messages... ever. Well the night of the going away party the cousin of one of my friends calls up and pretends that they know Liz (that they met at a party or something like that). They convince Liz to come meet them at the bar. Liz is underage remember, but she has a fake ID. According to my best friend, Liz shows up dressed for sex. She's wearing some skimpy outfit and HAS HER BRA STUFFED! She walks into the bar see's my friend and realizes she's busted. Trying to do me a favor he tries to talk some sense into Liz. Liz starts going on about me being lame or something like that which pisses off one of my other friends who promptly tells her "shut up you * * * *ing * * * *!" Have you ever seen on TV or in the movies when someone says something in a loud bar and all of the sudden everyone stops talking and looks. Well, that is exactly what happened to Liz. My best friend said that was the best going away present my other friends could have ever given him.

 

The only thing that I really have to thank her about is that I ended up dating her best friend Bobbi for several months after that and actually Bobbi treated me a million times better than Liz ever did. I ended up calling it off with Bobbi because I saw that we really weren't suited for each other.

 

Anyway that's the Liz story (or most of it anyway).

[now_better]

i think the moral of this story is nice guys finish last... not just last, but like a couple days after everybody else has finished the marathon. i certainly have been guilty of being too nice to friends and been treated like crap. for some people, the more you give, the more they take and it's just a vicious cycle.

[Honey_30]

it does seem that way, treat them mean keep them keen seems so dam true.thank god you evenually dumped her * * *!

[jengh]

This definitely trumps any of my disaster-online-dating stories.... wow.

[booberry]

she's a train wreck that's for sure.

[bsp_kjm]

wow reading that was a downer. damn sorry u went through all that hell

[langford]

you teach people how to treat you full stop.

[musicguy]

wow! that's a crazy long post and that girl is nuts

[Grokker]

Rescue Diver: thank you for sharing that. Have you thought about writing, for fun or as a career? You tell a great story, man, and it's very visual... I could see the whole thing unfold like a movie as I was reading!

[RescueDiver]

Thanks for the compliment Grokker, as a matter of fact I have toyed around with the idea of writing (for fun). I already have a career I love though so I doubt I'd ever do it for a living. I have written several short stories just for the heck of it, never tried to publish them or anything... they'd need a ton of polishing before they'd ever be ready for that. Back in high school I *accidentally* turned a 5-7 page "short-story" assignment into a 20 page novel. lol. My english teacher at the time enjoyed the story so much that she only took off one point for going over the perscribed assignment length. But yeah, I get pretty wordy/descriptive with my stories.