The Giant and the Single Girl (The Giant part two)
I'm a planner, I like to organize my friends so we can do fun activities. I'm pretty inclusive when I organize activities and invite everyone I think would be fun to hangout with. One of the girls I started inviting to things last summer, we'll call Desperado. I didn't realize the extent of her desperation until it was too late.
Even though this story is about the Giant and Desperado, there is actually more to this story and it actually starts and ends with a camping trip and has a few more characters.
Let's start with the first camping trip. It's a large group camping trip with a large group of my friends and their friends and more friends. There are about 150 people on the trip this particular year and the 11th year this group has gotten together but only my third time.
I was supposed to go on this camping trip with my friend J, but he decided he didn't want to go this year and left me to go alone. He had already paid for the trip, so I thought I'd invite a new friend to come along so I would have company on the 3 hour ride.
This new friend, we'll call him HM for HIGH Maintenance. HM agreed to go and we made plans. I had already planned on doing the food shopping and driving since J had just driven the weekend before when we went camping in Moab.
HM came upon that nickname because he left me no less than 10 texts about what kind of coffee I was buying, if I had a french press and maybe I should go to Starbucks to pick up his favorite roast. OMG. I had no idea I would be the lesser high-maintenance out of the two of us.
I had thought this high-maintenance guy was kinda fun and cute but after these texts I was really annoyed and second guessing my decision to invite him along.
The car ride was actually not bad, we managed to have good conversation and got along the whole way to the campsite.
Once we got to camp, we ended up pitching our tents next to a group of my friends and then also invited Desperado to join us and put her tent with our group.
Desperado set her sights on HM right away and asked me what the deal was with me and him. She was looking for permission to flirt with him, and I gave it to her -- we are just friends and you are more than welcome to him.
For the next 24 hours, it was actually quite comical watching Desperado throw herself at HM. She went on and on and on about music and other topics that HM seemed interested in. On Saturday night after a bottle of whiskey all of her hard work paid off.
Now, before I get to the good stuff -- Let's remember that this is a camping trip with 150 people. There aren't a lot of places for you to set-up your tent. Most of our tents are set-up within inches of several other tents.
HM set his tent up next to some trees and because of the high winds we had to move my friends' tent right next to his so it wouldn't blow away.
Early morning on Saturday, these three girl friends woke up to hear in great detail HM and Desperado having, what we can only assume is bad drunken sex, not that there's anything wrong with that. There was talk about rhythm and different positions to make it better. It was so uncomfortable for my friends, they felt like they had had sex with HM.
Don't get me wrong, even though it was super uncomfortable it did make for fun story telling later...many many times.
The car ride home with HM was a little awkward and I couldn't wait to get him out of my car. Mostly because I was a little (OK maybe a LOT) grossed out that he had slept with Desperado, even drunkenly so. I don't see the appeal, but everyone needs to get some I guess.
Let's fast forward a few weeks...
A few weeks after I had left my phone at the Giant's house (see The Giant (Part One), Desperado had organized a fund-raiser-baseball game and I invited the Giant to join me. The night before the baseball game, the Giant had told me that he didn't want to be in a relationship and that he just wanted to be friends with me. Ugh. OK.
There was a happy hour before the baseball game and it had literally been hours since the Giant told me he wanted to be friends. At the happy hour is a super tall girl who asks Desperado about my Giant friend and if he was single. She looks at me and says "Yes, I think he is available". I give her a look like no, he's not...and she asks with who? Ugh. I quickly say me, knowing that it isn't true, but I just needed a moment to let it go before I set him up with someone else.
The rest of the night, just to make sure I knew the Giant and I weren't an item, he sat and chatted with Desperado through the most of the baseball game.
I'm not sure if Desperado said something or the tall girl...but word got back to the Giant that I said we were dating. Ugh. OK I got caught, now I'm humiliated and embarrassed, but whatever, what's done is done. He tells me what he's heard, basically in front of everyone at the game and I apologized after I recover from my mortification.
Also previous to that evening, word got back to Desperado that we were telling and retelling the camping sex story. She came up to me and told me it hurt her feelings that we were talking about those particular details of the camping trip. I apologized, but also feel like once you do something like that on a camping trip with 150 people, you sort of loose the right to privacy. We moved on...or so I thought.
Later, after the baseball game a few of us went to Karaoke and sang and sang. Since I was the designated driver and I had picked the Giant up, I unfortunately also had to give him a ride home after all that had happened that night.
I get to his house to drop him off and thank goodness I can be on my way. Just as I stop the car in front of his house, he says he wants to play the piano for me. Remember that baby grand in his living room? Ugh. I say no about 10 times and then finally give in.
That next day there are several long e-mails between me and Desperado...in a medium sized nut shell, she says her feelings are hurt about the camping sex story and what's the deal with me and the Giant?
I apologize again and say the Giant decided he didn't want a relationship but that we had been romantically involved the last few weeks...She thanked me and said she was looking forward to this coming weekend's camping trip and promised there wouldn't be any sex stories to be had.
I had invited a bunch of fun friends to go camping with me in the mountains. There were about 12-15 people camping and some of them didn't know each other...I was the only common denominator. Gathering such a group of friends can either be a blast or a horrifying experience depending on how everyone gets along -- and you never know which way it'll go until it's too late.
The good news for everyone on the trip was that all these new friends were having a blast. Even the Giant, who ignored me all day and then decided to crawl into another girls tent right next to mine...sound familiar?
We were in a regular campsite the first night and it's a popular campsite along a beautiful alpine lake, so the place was packed. We got in trouble about 10 times for making too much noise which led to me getting a citation the next day for noise violations.
This didn't really bother anyone, but I hadn't had any sleep since I was listening to the Giant and this other girl talk all night 6" away from me. Seriously, couldn't he have waited until they got back to town and I didn't have to be a witness?
Anyway, the group decides to go find another campsite where we can be as loud and obnoxious as we want without disturbing the peace. Part of the group leaves to go scout out a new spot while the rest of us stay back.
I'm having a hard time holding it together. Not only did I feel responsible for the "happiness" of the campers and the camping trip, but I was also humiliated by the Giant yet again. I blamed my tears and bad mood on the $50 citation, and didn't think anyone believed me.
The scouting team called and said the found a spot and to meet them down the road at the general store. Once we got there we waited in the parking lot for the scouting team for what must have been over an hour. This is totally not what I had planned for this camping trip...I had envisioned us floating on the lake all day and not standing in the middle of a blasting hot parking lot.
At this point Desperado had set her sights on the Giant and was putting her flirt on. Now, she didn't know he had spent the night in another girls tent, and I doubt if she knew she would care.
I had just managed to pull myself together and now I have to watch Desperado in yet another full court press. Of course, the Giant isn't helping matters either. Desperado even coos about the Giant's convertible and asks if she can ride to the new campsite shotgun.
Unfortunately, the scouting team hadn't really found a camping spot so we were standing in yet another parking lot, Desperado on a mission, and I can't take it anymore. I'm on the verge of loosing my mind and bursting into tears.
I tell one of my girlfriends that I want to leave, she said she kind of does too so I make up a story about how I'm too upset about the ticket and I need to leave. Everyone is a bit shocked but I can't hold it together anymore.
I end up going back to the original campsite with three other girlfriends and we had a very lovely evening sitting by the fire chatting. Desperado to no one's surprise ended up sharing her tent with the Giant.
Months later, I was chatting with one of the other campers and retold this story. He was shocked and had no idea this drama was occurring. Then he said, "You know what is really messed up?", "After you left, I asked Desperado if she knew the real reason why you had left, and she said she thought it was because of her".
She knew the whole time I was upset and did nothing to stop or to make the situation better. Needless to say, I've stopped inviting her to my outings.
The moral to this story? Watch out for those wolves in desperate single girls clothing.
Even though this story is about the Giant and Desperado, there is actually more to this story and it actually starts and ends with a camping trip and has a few more characters.
Let's start with the first camping trip. It's a large group camping trip with a large group of my friends and their friends and more friends. There are about 150 people on the trip this particular year and the 11th year this group has gotten together but only my third time.
I was supposed to go on this camping trip with my friend J, but he decided he didn't want to go this year and left me to go alone. He had already paid for the trip, so I thought I'd invite a new friend to come along so I would have company on the 3 hour ride.
This new friend, we'll call him HM for HIGH Maintenance. HM agreed to go and we made plans. I had already planned on doing the food shopping and driving since J had just driven the weekend before when we went camping in Moab.
HM came upon that nickname because he left me no less than 10 texts about what kind of coffee I was buying, if I had a french press and maybe I should go to Starbucks to pick up his favorite roast. OMG. I had no idea I would be the lesser high-maintenance out of the two of us.
I had thought this high-maintenance guy was kinda fun and cute but after these texts I was really annoyed and second guessing my decision to invite him along.
The car ride was actually not bad, we managed to have good conversation and got along the whole way to the campsite.
Once we got to camp, we ended up pitching our tents next to a group of my friends and then also invited Desperado to join us and put her tent with our group.
Desperado set her sights on HM right away and asked me what the deal was with me and him. She was looking for permission to flirt with him, and I gave it to her -- we are just friends and you are more than welcome to him.
For the next 24 hours, it was actually quite comical watching Desperado throw herself at HM. She went on and on and on about music and other topics that HM seemed interested in. On Saturday night after a bottle of whiskey all of her hard work paid off.
Now, before I get to the good stuff -- Let's remember that this is a camping trip with 150 people. There aren't a lot of places for you to set-up your tent. Most of our tents are set-up within inches of several other tents.
HM set his tent up next to some trees and because of the high winds we had to move my friends' tent right next to his so it wouldn't blow away.
Early morning on Saturday, these three girl friends woke up to hear in great detail HM and Desperado having, what we can only assume is bad drunken sex, not that there's anything wrong with that. There was talk about rhythm and different positions to make it better. It was so uncomfortable for my friends, they felt like they had had sex with HM.
Don't get me wrong, even though it was super uncomfortable it did make for fun story telling later...many many times.
The car ride home with HM was a little awkward and I couldn't wait to get him out of my car. Mostly because I was a little (OK maybe a LOT) grossed out that he had slept with Desperado, even drunkenly so. I don't see the appeal, but everyone needs to get some I guess.
Let's fast forward a few weeks...
A few weeks after I had left my phone at the Giant's house (see The Giant (Part One), Desperado had organized a fund-raiser-baseball game and I invited the Giant to join me. The night before the baseball game, the Giant had told me that he didn't want to be in a relationship and that he just wanted to be friends with me. Ugh. OK.
There was a happy hour before the baseball game and it had literally been hours since the Giant told me he wanted to be friends. At the happy hour is a super tall girl who asks Desperado about my Giant friend and if he was single. She looks at me and says "Yes, I think he is available". I give her a look like no, he's not...and she asks with who? Ugh. I quickly say me, knowing that it isn't true, but I just needed a moment to let it go before I set him up with someone else.
The rest of the night, just to make sure I knew the Giant and I weren't an item, he sat and chatted with Desperado through the most of the baseball game.
I'm not sure if Desperado said something or the tall girl...but word got back to the Giant that I said we were dating. Ugh. OK I got caught, now I'm humiliated and embarrassed, but whatever, what's done is done. He tells me what he's heard, basically in front of everyone at the game and I apologized after I recover from my mortification.
Also previous to that evening, word got back to Desperado that we were telling and retelling the camping sex story. She came up to me and told me it hurt her feelings that we were talking about those particular details of the camping trip. I apologized, but also feel like once you do something like that on a camping trip with 150 people, you sort of loose the right to privacy. We moved on...or so I thought.
Later, after the baseball game a few of us went to Karaoke and sang and sang. Since I was the designated driver and I had picked the Giant up, I unfortunately also had to give him a ride home after all that had happened that night.
I get to his house to drop him off and thank goodness I can be on my way. Just as I stop the car in front of his house, he says he wants to play the piano for me. Remember that baby grand in his living room? Ugh. I say no about 10 times and then finally give in.
That next day there are several long e-mails between me and Desperado...in a medium sized nut shell, she says her feelings are hurt about the camping sex story and what's the deal with me and the Giant?
I apologize again and say the Giant decided he didn't want a relationship but that we had been romantically involved the last few weeks...She thanked me and said she was looking forward to this coming weekend's camping trip and promised there wouldn't be any sex stories to be had.
I had invited a bunch of fun friends to go camping with me in the mountains. There were about 12-15 people camping and some of them didn't know each other...I was the only common denominator. Gathering such a group of friends can either be a blast or a horrifying experience depending on how everyone gets along -- and you never know which way it'll go until it's too late.
The good news for everyone on the trip was that all these new friends were having a blast. Even the Giant, who ignored me all day and then decided to crawl into another girls tent right next to mine...sound familiar?
We were in a regular campsite the first night and it's a popular campsite along a beautiful alpine lake, so the place was packed. We got in trouble about 10 times for making too much noise which led to me getting a citation the next day for noise violations.
This didn't really bother anyone, but I hadn't had any sleep since I was listening to the Giant and this other girl talk all night 6" away from me. Seriously, couldn't he have waited until they got back to town and I didn't have to be a witness?
Anyway, the group decides to go find another campsite where we can be as loud and obnoxious as we want without disturbing the peace. Part of the group leaves to go scout out a new spot while the rest of us stay back.
I'm having a hard time holding it together. Not only did I feel responsible for the "happiness" of the campers and the camping trip, but I was also humiliated by the Giant yet again. I blamed my tears and bad mood on the $50 citation, and didn't think anyone believed me.
The scouting team called and said the found a spot and to meet them down the road at the general store. Once we got there we waited in the parking lot for the scouting team for what must have been over an hour. This is totally not what I had planned for this camping trip...I had envisioned us floating on the lake all day and not standing in the middle of a blasting hot parking lot.
At this point Desperado had set her sights on the Giant and was putting her flirt on. Now, she didn't know he had spent the night in another girls tent, and I doubt if she knew she would care.
I had just managed to pull myself together and now I have to watch Desperado in yet another full court press. Of course, the Giant isn't helping matters either. Desperado even coos about the Giant's convertible and asks if she can ride to the new campsite shotgun.
Unfortunately, the scouting team hadn't really found a camping spot so we were standing in yet another parking lot, Desperado on a mission, and I can't take it anymore. I'm on the verge of loosing my mind and bursting into tears.
I tell one of my girlfriends that I want to leave, she said she kind of does too so I make up a story about how I'm too upset about the ticket and I need to leave. Everyone is a bit shocked but I can't hold it together anymore.
I end up going back to the original campsite with three other girlfriends and we had a very lovely evening sitting by the fire chatting. Desperado to no one's surprise ended up sharing her tent with the Giant.
Months later, I was chatting with one of the other campers and retold this story. He was shocked and had no idea this drama was occurring. Then he said, "You know what is really messed up?", "After you left, I asked Desperado if she knew the real reason why you had left, and she said she thought it was because of her".
She knew the whole time I was upset and did nothing to stop or to make the situation better. Needless to say, I've stopped inviting her to my outings.
The moral to this story? Watch out for those wolves in desperate single girls clothing.
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