Re: Standards
I used to hang out with a guy in college named John. John fit the “guy Stacey is interested in” archetype to a motherfucking T. He was a goodlooking, charismatic douchebag who played lacrossed and was born and raised on the east coast (Boston) and he was a grade A asshole who made me feel absolutely worthless more often than not (which is also maybe part of my “type”).
Anyway. John and I hung out during my Junior and Senior years of college, and at the tail end, it dawned on me how crappy he was. And lately, he has rediscovered the “poking” feature on Facebook - at least in my direction.
And I have rediscovered exactly why I stopped talking to him.
