Last night I wanted to go celebrate a great round of interviews with this company. I haven't gotten the job but it's just around the corner.
I told my DBF I wanted to celebrate and he suggested we go into downtown Bethesda on Saturday night to a restaurant I really like. "What's our budget?" I asked. "Unlimited!" he said, and I was thrilled. He acted really excited about the night out, and I was so happy he'd planned something nice, for ME!
Thrilled until I showed up there and it was actually his work holiday party (the one job I used to work at, but was replaced as a contractor). WTF?!
My heart sank into my stomach and tears came to my eyes. He tricked me, TRICKED ME, into being his date at this thing I'd have never agreed to go to, under the guise that he was doing something really special just for me. Just for me!! Tears welled. He didn't get why I was so upset.
Now I had to make small talk with the stuffed shirts and dodge grab-ass from the old retired guys once the wine started flowing. I contemplated leaving abruptly but my seating arrangement made it impossible. The menu was fixed and whoever planned it really liked bleu cheese *gag*. I stuffed my face with bread and looked at my lap the whole time.
Today is the next day, and I'm heartbroken and livid.
I want my Saturday night back!! I want to curl up away from the cold weather in my warm jammies, and shun my sexy heels for some extra thick sweat socks, right out of the package. Heartbroken does not cover how I feel. I feel betrayed. I feel like getting even.
~nelly~
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