Unfiltered Story #313622

I’ll admit, I’m really not someone who is “easy on the eyes”, so to speak. Kids in school bullied me for my looks, and on one occasion I remember waving to my sister who was a distance away–a girl standing in front of me scrunched her face up like I had flashed her and flipped me off.

Although I’d had relationships before, getting dates from dating sites like Tinder would usually result in the girl ghosting me after a meeting for a date.

The final straw was when a girl who lived locally contacted me over Facebook and talked about how she liked my posts and blogs. (Note: I had only one single photo of myself which was my best and most impressive shot). We talked consistently for two weeks both online and on the phone, with each day her telling me how she really liked me and wanted to meet.

However, when we did meet for a date, no surprise, her vocabulary was suddenly limited to single worded responses while staring out of the window. After 20 minutes, she quietly excused herself and later blocked me on Facebook. No surprises. I took a “leave of absence” from dating and used that time to bury my mind into college studies and working out.

Fast forward 2 years later, a former boss calls to tell me some girl with a generic name had dropped by the business and asked to pass her number along to me, saying it was really important. I call the number:

Girl: Oh hi, thanks so much for calling me back!

Me: Yeah, do I know you?

Girl: I’m the girl you met for that date at (restaurant) Please don’t hang up, can I have just 30 seconds of your time? 30 seconds, and I promise, you can hang up.

Me: Go ahead.

Girl: I wanted to apologize for the way I behaved on our date and for ghosting you all because I thought you didn’t look as good as your profile photo–and especially since I was the one who approached you online. That was really rude and immature of me, and I owe you a serious apology for that.

Me: Wow…well thank you. What made you look me up and apologize after all this time?

Girl: Well, I was in a relationship with this really attractive guy that could have put Zac Efron to shame, but all he talked about was how I should work out more and lose a few pounds, how he thought blonde girls were sooo hot, and he always wanted me to walk around in public looking like a stripper. Then he wanted me to get breast implants and so on. He’d point to girls and say “See, now THAT is sexy! Look at how her a** is shaped!” Obviously, I got out of the relationship, but after that, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was really no better than my ex–I met someone who I thought had a great personality but I was too hung up on looks and just moved to the next option. I’m really sorry for doing that.

Me: You know….I’ve had a lot of dates go sour, but you are probably the only one in my personal history who actually came back, made a sincere effort to find me, and apologized. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve grown 3 feet in my book!

We never dated, but we remain best friends to this day. Just thought I’d share something positive for the day!