Tore

Let's get this one out of the way.

Up until this girl showed up, I had never ever even considered dating a black girl before. I never looked at them in that way and the thought never crossed my mind. I don't know why, that's just how my life played out. Fast forward to my stay at Home Depot. I was working as a cashier. My string of failures was becoming a big monkey on my back. Every and any girl I attempted to court was shy away or deny me altogether. I was getting tired of rejection. The thing everyone told me not to worry about started to worthy and bother me tenfold. When was my search going to end?

Enter Tore.

She was certainly different from the start. Every now and then I would see a black chick and think to myself that they looked cute and she was no exception. She was a small girl with a huge waist and she caught my eye, but that was as far as my train of thought went. In my usual flirtatious-at-work attitude I approached her and demonstrated some of my charm. She was biting. She had a boyfriend. They all do.

She was a religious nut, but she had never met someone like me. She was the type to go to church and follow any sermon blindly, never one to question or ponder on the subject at hand. I was also someone with a long history of religion in my life, so the two of us would clash every now and then with our difference in opinions. I would soon start to get in her head since my train of thought was something she had never experienced before. Religion is a pretty tricky topic in debates. I always have to bite my tongue, or else a lot of my family would look at me differently. Tore was the same way. She was too closed minded about the subject I thought. She still is.

Christmas time came around and the annual Home Depot Christmas party invitations started getting passed around. In typical fashion I was not dating anyone at the time, so I took a stab and asked Tore to be my date for the event. She agreed almost too easily which came as a real surprise to me. I mean, I had taken girls to dances and on dates before, but she was always so distant with me I kind of asked her out as a joke, not expecting a yes in return.

The Christmas party was interesting. I met her parents. Her dad threatened to hang me or bury me in the backyard if i tried anything funny. I suppose he was joking. We did not hit it off or anything, I was my usual goofy self. I forgot my money and credit cards at my house so she had to buy everything that night. We had our fun, we took some pictures, but that was it. She text me at the end of the night that she had a good time and I may or may not have kissed her on the cheek, but that was as far as we got that night. Truth of the matter is, I think she was still dating the same guy, so I was not tyring to play breakup artist.

After the Christmas party the two of us started hanging out a lot more regularly. My good friend Pat saw this as an attempt on my behalf to court Tore to begin dating her. He also told me I had no shot at her at all.

Ha!

I love a good challenge. I can not say i was head over heels for this girl. I mean I thought she was attractive enough, but I was not overly pursuing her either. In fact, I started to look at this as an actual challenge. Chalk this one up as another one of my controlled experiments. I labeled this one as a social experiment due to the circumstances. I was having no luck with any of the ladies in the past, so why not try my luck with a black girl? Again I thought, what is the worst thing that could happen? I suppose this was not the best way to try and start a relationship out, but I knew it was doomed to from the beginning.

ore was starting to show signs that her relationship was ending, or already over. The two of us would talk for hours on the phone about random, pointless things. She even fell asleep on the phone on me once. The nerve! Still she told me she did not see me in a sexual way. I did not know how to change that.

One day we went to the movies and saw The Watchmen together...

(I still do not see how the plot of the story was so hard to follow. Ozymandias created world peace by his actions. What is so hard to understand?)

Sorry, back to the story. I felt a that we were on the verge of something during this movie. She did not like the film in particular, but she did rest her head on my shoulder. I thought that was something. She assured me that it was nothing serious. Right.

A funny thing happened after that though. Tore called me up and said it happened. She saw me in a sexual way. I am not sure how she came up with it because I did not change anything on my part, but this is where things started to move in fast forward.

We talked forever about a relationship. We talked about everything we wanted in a relationship and what we expected out of the other. She had class the next day and the two of us were invited over to a friends house for dinner afterwards. I did not have anything to do that day so I tagged along and went to class with her. I am not sure how well she was paying attention to her professor. I was goofing off in the middle of the lecture and getting smiles and the sort from her during it all. Afterwords, on our way to the dinner we shared our first kiss.

It was not the greatest and I could tell it bothered her a lot because for the rest of the night she was distant and being real quiet towards me.  That night I wondered if I had already blew it. I went home and was pretty upset at myself, but Tore called me and something even stranger happened. She started talking about sex. This was the same girl that I thought was a religious freak, but it turns out she was just a freak! She tells me that before the two of us could start dating that we had to have sex and if I was good in bed then we could be considered a couple.

Can you believe that? I was on some sort of 30 day trial period or something. It was basically a win-win for me at this point. The next day we made it official. We did the deed and I guess she thought I was good because I heard no complaints and we started dating after that. In your face Pat!

Dating this chick was something entirely new to me. She had high standards and was picky about everything. She acted like a white girl and was really annoying to take out to eat. I spent so much money on this chick in food alone, and almost every time she had a problem with the food.

But I was getting laid on the regular. Something that I had never had before. So I was not complaining. At work people looked at her and saw a good, wholesome girl, but that was just a facade. She hid it well, and I in turn had to also. Everyone asked me if I was hitting that, but I was being nice and lied about it. My friends thought it was sad that I got into a relationship and still was not getting laid. I let them think whatever they wanted to think. To this day my friend Casey thinks I am lying when I told him the truth. He refuses to believe me!

My experiment was a success, but I knew from the get go that this was a relationship destined to crumble. She told me early on in our relationship that she still was in love with her ex. It started to go downhill from there. We started to argue a lot and the crushing blow came at her expense when she would create a wall between us. she did this thing where she would not talk to me for hours upon hours. It made car rides tedious and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted out. But I did not want to be the one to end it.

Luckily she caught on. Although I never showed it in my outward appearance, I wanted to be over with this relationship. I caught wind that she was seen at the mall with some guy, and she never brought it up to me. Then all of a sudden, when I thought we were doing okay, she comes to me at work and tells me its over between us.

Just.
Like.
That.

I was left standing there speechless. She gives me the news and drives off as I am standing there with my mouth wide open. I could not believe it.

I was free!

As it turns out, to rub salt on open wounds she decided to leave me to go back with her ex. Good for her. Guess what? That did not last and the two of them broke it off shortly after.

Guess who came crawling back? Yeah, not a month after she broke up with me does Tore come and try to patch things up with us. So I do the only thing I know how to do in this type of situation.

I use her.

Hey, I'm not saying I am a saint, but she dogged me pretty bad. I was still hurt at the way she ended it and why she did it to boot. She left me because she thought someone else was better... What was that slogan again?

Oh yeah. I guess someone better came along.

As far as I am concerned she got what was coming to her. For the next couple of months I would use her for sex and other things, but whenever she would mention us getting back together I always brought up the fact that I could never get back with her because she left me for someone else.

Eventually she caught on. One day after we were fooling around at her place. It was a Monday which is significant because during that tie period that was the only day I got to hag out with my brother due to his busy work schedule. We would usually go somewhere and watch Monday night Football together. it was getting close to game time so i started getting ready to leave, much to her dismay. She tried to get me to stay, but I was having no part of it. I think that was the breaking point for us, because that was the last time we fooled around and she grew ever so cold to me from that point forward.

Was it my fault the relationship grew sour? Yes. Did I care? Yes, but only because I hate when people do not like me. I try real hard to make everyone enjoy my company. This was a relationship I had let go by the wayside and it was nigh impossible to salvage at this point.

If anything, this whole experience taught me many important lessons and for hat I am ever grateful.