After two years of dating a dude that turned out to be a dud, it was time to hit the single scene once again. Oaktown and I met at a Captain and Moustaches birthday pubcrawl. Four bars and a rousing rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody later, we’re in front of The Mint making out like teenagers. Oaktown hails from the city of
After a few weeks of dating and make-out sessions, my curiosity got the better of me and I did a little facebook stalking. Lucky me, his profile was open for all to see. The first few posts were innocent enough and there was even a reference to a joke we’d shared over text. Scrolling to status updates from a week back, things started looking weird. There were references to a she, that wasn’t me, and even a girlfriend mention in the comments.
When asked to explain, the best he came up with was that 1. he is a horrible person, 2. there are tasks to get through before the official end of them, which he gave an ETA of 2 weeks and 3. things are on and off again and he never sees her. Nevertheless, this girl is no mistress and not a fan of cheaters so I said adios to Oaktown and left him with a piece of advice: If you’re going to play, at least take advantage of those FB privacy settings. You never know who’s watching.
