Today’s daily prompt is called But No Cigar and it asks;
Tell us about a time things came this close to working out… but didn’t. What happened next? Would you like the chance to try again, or are you happy with how things eventually worked out?
Friends let me tell you a tale. A tale of love and of sorrow.
OK I may of hyped this up too much. Mine is basically that classic case of bad timing when asking someone out. Most of us have been there right?
Instead of meeting a girl at lunchtime like originally planned I had to meet her later in the evening because two of my classes at uni got rearranged because my university was seriously bad at organising stuff and caused so many things to clash. You pay all that money to go to uni, you would thing that could organise a bloody timetable.
So anyway when I met her in the evening I asked her out only to find out that she had bumped into some guy she knew at lunchtime and ended up having lunch with him instead of me. Over lunch he asked her out and she said yes.
That counts as close but no cigar surely?
What happened? Well she went off with him and did that whole classic stopped talking to a lot of her friends to spend time with him 24/7 in what turned out to be quite a destructive relationship. Constant fighting apparently.
I did what I do best, go my own way. I can’t stand people who just drop friends like that, OK I get the whole spending less time with them to focus on a new relationship, but she dropped all her friends and only started talking to us once the relationship was basically dead. That is using people and that is not OK.
So yeah, I went my own way, joined a couple of clubs at the uni, made a couple of new friends blah blah blah. You know all very normal stuff.
Am I happy with how things eventually worked out? I guess. Things haven’t turned out too horribly. Of course I don’t have access to the knowledge of how things could have turned out had my classes not be rearranged so its a little hard to tell which outcome would be better for me.
I would say I can’t complain, but I spend a lot of time on my blog doing just that. What would I do if I couldn’t complain?