Froggy Fridays: Young Buck

Living in NYC, I get a ridiculous amount of thirsty men who feel the need to hit on me on a daily basis.
I can wear pajamas with a hair net to the corner store and I can guarantee I'll get at least one dude to hiss at me.

You'd think that it would end there, but nope.. it certainly doesn't!

Apparently, the internet is another type of city so to speak.
You get friend requests from people who happen to see your picture and think you're hot so they decide to "hiss" at you in a different way...
I've gotten, "Hey sexy," "Let's be friends," etc etc.
That would be fine and dandy if I were on a dating site.
Well, okay, maybe not "dandy" but it would be the norm anyway.

Here it is, I'm on a social networking site, staying in contact with friends and family, and some young dude is like, "..wait a minute, this chick is hot in that sexy green dress... lemme say what's up!"  And he totally sees nothing wrong with it because we have ONE mutual friend who I barely see or speak to... but of course, young buck has no idea because he didn't even tell his friend he was planning on reaching out to me "the hot girl," right?

Well, guys, that's how my story with Young Buck starts.



I'm minding my own damn business and I get this friend request.
I check to see who it is, thinking, it can't possibly be anyone of importance and super curious...
I see this nice looking young man, flexing for the camera with no shirt on and quite the "four pack" (he's young... he still has some ways to get to that "six") and while it's nice to get a request from a good looking stranger, you are still a stranger none the less.

So I do what any normal person does when they get a friend request from someone they don't know...
I stalk his page.
Check out his pictures....
Read a status or two...
And the last thing I do is check the "about" section.

You know... the area that outlines whether the person is single, what they're interested in and how old they are...
Little homeboy is 10 years younger than me!
Ha!
It was adorable but .... no...

So then I do what any normal Puerto Rican, Scorpio NYC woman in her early 30's does...
I put his ass on blast in a status and make it public.

"Regardless, of how good you look, I do NOT accept friend requests from people I don't know even if we have mutual friends! Sorry!"



The thing is, I was on a warpath for many reasons, so I really could care less if his feelings were hurt.
My bad...  karma is certainly a bitch... let me tell you...

Because this had been occurring often (thanks to that all too famous green dress), my friends and family proceeded to make a joke of it...
"Ayyyy pobresito..." (Poor little guy).... responding to the thread...
I laughed it out and felt guilt free about it because even if the dude was younger, he was already 21 and should really know better.

Suddenly, I get an invite from our mutual friend but I don't put two and two together.
He tells me he's having a bbq get together for his boy that's going to the army the following week and asked me to come through because  he hadn't seen me in awhile.
Three years to be exact.. but that's another story.

Alright, so I was guilted into it and because I was doing everything possible to keep myself busy as all hell, I accepted the invite and dragged "Omar" with me.

Well...
I arrive at the BBQ and my BFF and Loba were already there.... and guess who else?
I didn't recognize him right away... but when I did, I giggled a little bit to myself and ignored him while I greeted everyone else.
After about an hour or so, I say to the cute kid, "Hey, no one's bothered to introduce us.  Are you Mr. BBQ's son?"
I crack myself up.
His face was priceless and he said, "Nooooo we're coworkers/friends."
And Mr. BBQ says under his breath... "That's the dude that you know... your status..."



HILARITY ENSUED!
Annnnddd as it turns out Lil Homie had read that thread I mentioned earlier.

I was in stitches and so was Loba and Bff.  I explained to Omar and she joined in.
The rest of the night the young lad was referred to as Young Buck.




As you know, the story doesn't end there.
I'm always so long winded.

I was dating around quite a bit around that time...clearly I was dating too much..... cops, paramedics, musicians, gym rats, you name it... I probably went out with them at some point.  I guess you can say, I was "single" and using that as an excuse to be an asshole.

Young Buck bantered with us that night.
Kiddo was a bit over sensitive with our jokes at times, but none the less he kept up and had some really good come backs.
We called a truce, and he grabbed my attention.

With only about a week before he was on his way to training and less than a week before I was on my way to Florida for a little trip, Young Buck spent the entire week wooing me.  Telling me he wanted to see me..... that he'd never met anyone like me, blah blah blah blah blah... and knowing that he was in fact too young... I was ridiculously skeptical.   My favorite was him asking me to wait for him.  I was honest and told him that I may not entirely wait for him, but I would definitely be single when he came back because I currently needed to take care of things... so he'd have an opportunity to woo me yet again!

I gave in and spent some time with him before I went on my trip because I knew that in coming back, he'd be gone.



Can I just say this little dude caught me by surprise?
And no, nothing happened but what a sweetheart (or so I thought)... 
When I went on my little trip, I spent the entire time thinking about him.
And even when I started talking to the ever indecisive psychopath for the millionth and LAST time... (I'll write about him on a later date)... I still managed to really just think about Young Buck...
He was just so... new? sweet? refreshing...? ..... young....?
The things he was spewing was just too rich... and sincere coming from such a good place...
Over and over again he made me promise to write to him and my response was, "As soon as I get a letter from you, you'll get a letter from me."
With that he promised to write.

For the first two months, I waited in anticipation for letters that never came...

Instead, I received two attempted phone calls... that I couldn't return....
He managed to get online and tell me he tried calling me... and that he missed me and blah blah blah...

I felt bad that I wasn't able to receive his calls...
So I sent him a birthday card... received a call from him thanking me for the card... (at least he had manners)....
Once again telling me he missed me, and that he couldn't call often because he's not allowed to use his phone.... and finally, that he was coming home in October and that he would let me know when....



I never really heard from him again....
At least not in any way that was promised... 
Our mutual friend told me he'd be in NY... within a week...
Next thing you know, Young Buck is telling my BFF she's sexy on Facebook...
Totally inappropriate... Even our mutual friend agreed...
And then he's in upstate NY visiting his new girfriend... Which no one knew he had...

All of the annoyance and disappointment caused, could've been avoided had he been honest with me...just as I had been with him....
Doesn't seem that hard, right? 

Whoever would've thought that my feelings could even slightly get hurt by such a young and inexperienced young man?
Well, nothing amazes me anymore.

The young man proved me right...
He was only a child... well, in this case... a tadpole....
A young frog that belonged right back in the pond with all the rest of them...













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