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Matching Tattoos?!

Matching Tattoos?!

Do you want to know something that makes me really mad? Let me tell you. Men who think I’m stupid. That’s what makes me hopping mad. Men (and women for that matter) who underestimate me, somehow getting me confused for a thicker version of myself.

My latest rant comes courtesy of The Director who, for the most part, seems to have kept himself to himself. He’s blocked in every which way I can block but because of some “business connections”, I was still being notified about little things. It was following on from another notification this morning where I noticed this man had changed his profile picture. Not to a photo of him and his latest BAE. Oh no, that would have been almost expected. She’s a hottie after all, probably the best he’s going to get. Who’d blame him for showing that off? But no, it wasn’t that kind of profile picture that upset me. He’d changed his profile picture to one of the two of them with matching tattoos.

What?

It just confirms everything I suspected and, to be fair, had already found out. He was fucking this chick the entire time he was fucking me. The comments on her Facebook pictures and now this revelation…. You don’t have matching tattoos with someone you’ve dated for less than three months. He’s not that kind of man. Trust me on this, I know he’s not that kind of man. He ranted about couple’s tattoos to me at great length. I wasn’t even invited to a tattoo session, let alone invited along to sit for a matching one.

I’m not ranting here because I’m jealous although, if I’m honest, I am a little bit. I’m just not sure what I’m jealous of. Him and her because she’s got the penis I want, or her because she’s fucking beautiful. Always a kick to the gut when your ex-boyfriend goes and gets himself an upgrade. Always nice to see play out in front of you. But I don’t even think I really wanted him. I mean, I did, but now I know what I know… No thanks.

I’m ranting because I’m actually offended by how stupid this man thinks I am / was. Did he seriously think I would never find out I wasn’t his only chick? Did he seriously think he could keep sleeping with me so I’d continue working on his business stuff? Did he seriously think I was that fucking stupid? Is that really how I come across?!

Being a woman, I often use my femininity to get what I want, or to get out of doing something I don’t want to do. Hell, if I can use my cleavage to get out of a parking ticket, I damn well will. And I don’t really care what you say about that either. I’m a woman, it’s hard being a woman, I use the tools I have at my disposal. But the one thing I try to never come across is dumb. A bit ditsy perhaps, but never dumb. Definitely never stupid.

So what gives The Director the right, the audacity, to treat me like a complete and utter moron? To tell me he had feelings for me when I was just his Friday night booty call? To tell me I’d hurt his feelings when I told him I wasn’t sure he was what I wanted? To try and make feel bad for ditching him, resulting in me inevitably ending up in his bed again? I wander what matching-tattoo girl would have to say about that because, if their Facebook comments are anything to go by, he was definitely fucking her while he was fucking me. Or vice versa. And he’s tried since then too… Ugh.

It makes me so fucking mad. I made it damn clear I wasn’t an asshole, a dumb fuck, or a FWB on our very first date. I made it clear what I was looking for. Admittedly I put out on the first date but I told him how to play the game – you fuck me, you don’t fuck anyone else. And you’re going to want to fuck me. And I was right too. What was it he said? Oh yes, “the best sex he’d ever had“. Repeatedly. I’ll take that crown, thanks very much. And then I’ll tell you what you can do with it. You can shove it up your ass.

He told me he wanted us to be exclusive. He said that. I may have drunkenly demanded it on our first date, but he demanded it after, sober, in the cold light of day. He didn’t want me to date or fuck anyone else. What gives him the right to do just that behind my back?

I’m annoyed that men keep treating me like this, like I’m some dumb blonde who doesn’t know any better. Dumb and blonde I might be but seriously? I’m not a fucking idiot. I know when I’m being played for a fool and I knew it back then. I just got a little blindsided by his beautiful cock and the things he did to me in bed.

I guess I should be glad that we ended when we did, before I had the chance to get sucked in any deeper. I’m just pissed off that I even considered giving that guy a second chance. I’m mortified that I actually asked him for one. I knew there was something wrong about him. I should have listened to my gut instinct at the beginning.

Fucking matching tattoos. You’ve gotta be kidding me. Even if I overestimate the length of time they’ve been together, it’s only been between four and six months. It seems very un-Director-like.

Ah well. Another one bites the dust. Business connections or otherwise, he’s 100% blocked now. I just find it funny his profile is still on POF….




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