My Night Adventure Doesn’t Like the Size of My Breasts
After all, does breast size really matter to men?
Okay, I don’t have the biggest breasts in the world, but they’re not the smallest either. Maybe I didn’t drink enough milk as a child or neglected a lot of nutrients and proteins — However, I was really shocked when a man I dated on Tinder backed out of our second date because I apparently had “small boobs.”
I really wish this was fake, but it’s real. About two months ago I matched with a man who lives 28km from my house. He liked me, I liked him and from that moment on we started to develop a nice conversation that really made me interested in meeting him in person.
After a few days of conversation, after exchanging our social media profiles, and finally, after exchanging our phone numbers — He invited me to our first date.
I was pretty excited to tell the truth. On Tinder he seemed like a nice guy, he had a good image, he took care of himself, and he had a good physique — In my head, I thought: “Maybe I’ve found my prince charming”. Little did I know that this prince was a frog.
Whatever. We scheduled the meeting for the following weekend. There I go, getting my nails done, my hair done, going to the spa to enhance my skin, and buying cute new clothes until the big day of our first date finally arrived.
As I don’t feel comfortable going to places that seem to be very expensive or extremely closed, we chose to go to a small restaurant that is located near a square that has a beautiful lake and we sat at the tables that are outside the establishment.
While I was waiting for him to arrive, I constantly looked at myself in the small mirror that I kept in my bag to see if my skin was good, if my hair was nice, etc. After about seven minutes someone came up from behind and touched my shoulder (I got one of the biggest scares of my life), it was him.
We talked and laughed a lot, he seemed to really enjoy spending the day with me. I particularly loved it.
The guy was really nice, knew how to talk, respected the woman he was talking to, and had an open mind about things — At least he was what he showed himself to be on Tinder.
But as soon as we said goodbye, I started to notice that something wasn’t right. Did he not like going out with me? Did I do something wrong? I didn’t know what was happening.
As soon as I got home I waited for a message from him, but I didn’t receive anything. I was intrigued by all of this and decided to have the courage to ask if I had done something that I didn’t like — After a few minutes he responded normally, saying that the meeting had been very good.
But this time he decided to talk a little more, he said that I was someone really cool and fun and that now I was one of his favorite “friends”.
Like this? Friend? System failure, I can’t understand. That’s right guys, he dumped me big time.
Not knowing what to say, I decided to ask (in desperation) why I was just a friend to him, and if he didn’t consider having something more serious with me. It was then that he said there was nothing wrong with me but with him.
He started saying a lot of positive things about me, said he liked hanging out with me, and even complimented my appearance — But in the end, I wasn’t the one he was looking for. According to him, his ideal type of girl is those who are more “advantaged” in the front.
You can imagine the reaction I had after reading this. Yes, I stood completely still looking at the cell phone screen with my mouth open, in disbelief that this was happening. In the end, I still gave a smile like “This has to be a joke” and said to myself: “Is this serious?”
I was really mad at the guy after that. But the other day I understood that it wasn’t worth getting angry over something so small. I sent a message, apologized for the inconvenience, and moved on with my life.
You know what’s crazier? Today we are good friends, lol.
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