Excuse me but are we dating or hooking up
He was the inspiration for the second part of this post. ” And that, dear friends, is when I encountered my first ghost.
Over the next couple of days, we texted back and forth and made plans for our upcoming dinner date. *** Before Chris, I don’t think I had heard the term “ghosting” before.
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One guy on a campus that’s literally crawling with other gentlemen.
It doesn’t matter if he’s uninterested or if during your approach, you trip over LITERALLY nothing.
By lunchtime – I would assume we were meeting only a few hours later – I texted again. This can occur in many ways – the good old-fashioned “he stood me up” bit – but nowadays tends to occur when someone simply cuts communication altogether. And it happens a hell of a lot more frequently than I first realised. I realised how prevalent ghosting had become when I told my friend about a guy who dumped me over a drink last year, and her first words were, “Aw, he actually broke up with you in person? I met Mark in a crowded bar over thumping dance music and too many pints. I mean, at least have the guts to send a quick text saying it’s over… *** And that’s what gets me the most about ghosting.
I’ve also heard this referred to as “blue-ticking” someone, meaning you can see that they read your message on Whats App (or whatever form of communication you use) but they didn’t reply. yes, I would take back any ill will I wished upon that person, obviously*. He tried to kiss me on the dance floor, I got weirded out, and he convinced me to give him my number so he could take me out and make it up to me. It turns out Mark and I were a great match, creepy drunken behaviour excepted. But hey, at least I got another story out of it, because he was the inspiration behind this post (FYI, you really should think twice before ghosting a blogger, especially one who writes a series called The Last Time I Saw You, heh). When someone ghosts you, you’re left in a state of limbo – the rational side of you knows that the person is no longer interested, but you still hold out a bit of hope.