It’s like thinking you’re buying designer and finding out after it’s a knock-off and you can’t get a refund...

In our last blog post I was talking about a new guy that was amazing and all too perfect. Within 10 minutes of Hanna meeting him she was giving me smiles of approval every time he looked away. I took Max to meet him, seeing that Max used to be a player I figured who better to spot another player? Max said that he got nothing but good vibes. And finally Marianna, who we had breakfast with and she said that she was usually shy around new people, but he made her feel so comfortable. And me - almost always able to read people, was walking around with a ridiculously big smile on my face, because this guy, in one word, was awesome.

He pursued me, told me how he doesn’t get around, and in fact has had 3 long term relationships the last of which was 4 years (usually the talk of long term anything sends me running, but this guy was too enticing).
He used to be a hockey player and when we were talking I said there is no such thing as a well behaved hockey player when all you have is girls around you. He came around the kitchen island, placed his hand on my cheek, looked me dead in the eyes and said “there is such a thing, I’m proof. Not every guy wants to be like that. Have a little faith”. I absolutely melted like butter.

After going on a string of iffy dates and being exhausted from having to be “on” all the time I found a guy that made me feel totally comfortable. Totally forgetting there’s a reason I’m a cynic, and there’s also a reason I write a blog about dating and how everyone plays a game. And my god did I get played. See the simple fact is that when you put your faith in someone you don’t know, it’s like playing a game of Russian Roulette, you never actually know what’s going to happen when you pull the trigger.

So, did I lose the game? Absolutely. Did he turn out to be a lying DoucheBag? Absolutely (actually Hanna decided the other night that she’s moving him up from DoucheBag to Fuckwad). Am I contemplating revenge? Absolutely. Would I probably go to jail if I sought the revenge I actually wanted? Not if I got a really good defence lawyer (it also just so happens that I used to date one, funny how things work out).

I’m not that heartbroken, I bounce back fast. It just so happens that I met a very lovely young entrepreneur the other day at my gym, and what excellent timing because I suddenly have a lot of free time on my hands to flirt with him.