So here was this lady again telling me about all the great dates and high profile individuals she was hanging out with and being introduced to. She used to work in a highly social type of service business where it’s relatively easy to come in contact with celebrities or very rich people. I was happy for her. Ever since she was younger she always wanted to be in the company of clean cut businessmen with tailored suits. I was wandering what she was doing with me then. On the trading floor we are a bit more scrappy and not as nicely dressed as the sales or marketing people, or the lawyers. But she kept saying “my feelings for you are different than those I have for other people. I love you. Them, I just like them a lot and am attracted to their success”. I thought that was an odd thing to say. And then there were all those times where she would text me out of the blue and invite me out, and after dinner end up hitting me up for cash or gifts, even though we had no relationship or arrangement at the time. I helped her anyways as I tend to be a compassionate soul. But after a few times of that it started feeling a bit old.
One evening she started complaining about the fact she thought she was a one night stand and all those celebrities don’t want to hang out with her more than a couple of times etc etc. I was like, they are twice your age what do you expect them to do? Marry you? And then I realized that she was using me just as her fall back plan. I was her consolation prize. When she couldn’t fuck a famous actor or lawyer she would call up a trader (ie David) from the bank to fuck around with. Flattering? Not at all. I was never anyone’s consolation prize and wasn’t about to start being one now. So I told her that she is wasting both our times. I cut the evening short, and just went home after a quick bite and fed my dog Winston. Blocked her from all social media and that was that.