Robot Girlfriend

I’m a person who needs to know why. Why the sky is blue, why is it that the chicken came before the egg or is it the egg before the chicken?. Answers are always needed when dealing with me. Communication is the key to my existence. Knowing this I’m sure you can now understand the absolute horror I am currently going through because I have NO IDEA why my last relationship crashed and burned.

It started out like all good things do. Boy meets girl, boy ask girl out, girl say yes and the dance begins. The dance had some bumpy patches I mean he did take me to a burrito place and wear sweats on the first “date,” but that kind of stuff can be forgiven when you have a great time. Every time thereafter he would instantly ask me out again before the evening ended, which I took to be a very good sign. Than he went on vacation and it all changed.

He never responded to emails, he barely called, text messages were gone unanswered. He wanted to take me to iHop after I drove all the way from Tacoma to Seattle for dinner and then just kept talking about how he just wanted to go home and go to sleep – it was 8pm. He blew me off for a date, never calling or emailing to let me know what the plan was because he’d rather smoke pot. He blew me off again, after not seeing me for a week and knowing that it would be more than a week after the date night before he’d see me again. This time it wasn’t pot, this time he wanted to work on his hobby computers. He said he’d make it up to me. His way of making it up to me was to not contact me for a week and a half. So I broke up with him via text message. Mean? Kind of, but if someone won’t talk to you and the only time you’ll see him is at work, what else are you suppose to do?

Because I have no idea what happen, why he just sort of gave up I’ve come to the conclusion that he’s making himself a robot girlfriend.

CW