You blow me off, and want me to...WHAT? - Francesca

I met a seemingly cool person off of Craig's List, which was rather surprising. I mean, most of them never made it past the first date, but this one made it for a couple of months. I should have seen the massive red flags surrounding his previous relationship issues, but decided that since it had been a year and a half, it'd be okay. Bad move on my part. But he was cute, smart, sarcastic, and actually challenged me. I was digging it. We went to shows together, partied, played video games...it was a fun time. But after a couple of months, things started to change. I can pinpoint the exact moment...we were hanging out, drinking till 4 a.m., and he asked me if I would consider him my boyfriend. Even without the bottle of Cap'n, I probably would have agreed, but man, that mango-flavored rum is DELICIOUS. The next day, he started distancing himself. Now, I must preface this with one fact: my number one pet peeve is people who blow off plans to hang out without calling or notifying me. The first time we were supposed to hang out was after I went to a Sox game...I was going to cook him dinner as a celebration of his first week teaching at a new school. I was running late after the game, so I called him...no answer. I got home and started to get things ready to cook...but try to call again before I actually put the food in the oven...no answer. Two days later, he calls, saying he lost his cell. Okay...I let it slide. The next weekend we were supposed to go to a concert together...one my favorite artists, and a friend. The night before the show, he emails me to tell me how excited he is to go to the show. Saturday comes...I call him mid-afternoon to sort out our plans. No answer. I call him as I'm leaving for the show. No answer. I decided that I didn't care, and I'd go have a good time anyway, which I did. Another 4 o'clocker, but that's not that relevant. I get a call almost a week later from him...and I've moved past angry-I wrote him off as another flaky dude. But he convinces me to hang out with him the next night so he can make it up to me. I begrudgingly agree...my next mistake. He meets up with me after work, and we go to my neighborhood pizza joint to get some takeout. He throws a tantrum in the pizza place because it's taking too long for the food. I literally had to take him outside and leave him in the car. I'm annoyed and am about to tell him to start walking to his car...but the pizza comes, and I'm hungry, so I decide to eat first. When I'm hungry, I get kinda cranky, and wasn't sure if my annoyance was hunger-related. We have our slices, and I'm expecting the apologies to begin. Why, I don't know. But instead, he grabs the remote, and turns it to the Sox game. Then, he starts to loosen his belt...and tells me that he would really appreciate me going...umm...no. Sorry, dude, but what???!!! You've got to be kidding me. I haven't kicked anyone out that fast in my life.