Ok, here’s the story. Two weeks ago, my buddy’s band was playing downtown. Let’s call him “Matt”. I got there about an hour before the gig, and we (Matt, his bandmates and others) headed to a restaurant to grab a bite. I was introduced to Matt’s good college buddy, “Greg”. After eating, we were hanging out on the street and I don’t know what got into me, but I started hitting on every girl that passed by. I handed out my buddy’s concert flyers as an opening. This is VERY unlike me, because I’m pretty shy with girls, and I may have hit on women in the street 2x in my life. Anyay, for some reason I was on a roll. While I was hitting on girls like a true ladies man, “Greg” was tagging along, hiding behind me and basically peering out from behind my back at the girls I was talking to. 2 girls in particular were quite friendly, one of which was beautiful, the other OK but kind of a bitch. After a few minuts of talking to them, I saw that Greg was still behind me and I pulled him around and said “BTW, this is Greg” and only then did he start talking. Matt WAS not involved at all at this point-this is important. Fast forward 4 hrs later: these girls come to the show and we hang out. 20 minutes after they show up, this douchebag Greg asks them for their phone #! I’m thinking “hey they showed up, they’re obviously either interested or wanna have a good time, no need to act desperate and ask them for their #'s 20 f’n min after they arrive” I was embarassed! Anyway, we hung out and the pretty one was really cool and had a great personality. She’s only in town til the end of AUgust and then she goes back to school in Virginia. I liked her quite a bit. At the end of the night, after Greg leaves, I give the girls a ride to their dorm and after parking, ask them for their #. They say “Oh Greg has it, give us a call and we’ll hang out!” . They were under the impression that he and I were close friends. I said OK because I didn’t want to push and I didn’t feel like explaining that I don’t know the kid. That was my big mistake! So this is what happens: 3 days later Greg refuses to give me the #. He says he called the pretty one, she declined his invite, so he deleted the # from his cell. I tell him to stop fucking around, and give me the #. He refuses, I end up threatening him (which he takes very seriously, considering I outweigh him by about 170 or so) and he hangs up on me. I call Matt to talk some sense into his friend, and Matt says no its true, no number, and oh, BTW, HE has a date with the hot chick. Supposedly he asked her out by email which he got when he signed her up to his band’s mailing list. And Matt adds, “You knpow she wants to go out with me, I’M the rock star!”
So I don’t have a # and I’m cock blocked. Then Matt sends me this email :
""Well, the story is this... We ended up making plans via e-mail. Had a Sunday brunch date, and the rest was history. She pretty much moved in the next day. She just left for school, but we're still seeing each other.And the short story is this... "Greg" bulshitted me. Didn't admit that he had called and asked her out... ""
I don’t know what the fuck to do! Matt has been slamming this hot girl WHO I APPROACHED ON THE STREET, WHO I INVITED TO THE SHOW, WHO I HAD THE F’N BALLS TO APPROACH IN THE FIRST PLACE.I GET COCKBLOCKED BY his little buddy, Matt back doors his way in and I’m out in the cold with my dick hanging out!
What the fuck should I do? What would a T-man do? I know beat the shit out of MAtt, my supposed "friend", is the first reaction. But is it fair for me to beat up a guy I have 3" and a 90 lbs on who is an absolute wimp with no balls, no strength and no muscle? Not really, and the legal implications are heavy (I know how to hurt him without leaving marks but that's beside the point). I need to get even with him, and I think I need to calm down and plan out my revenge. After all, revenge is a dish best served cold... Any T-men been in a similar situation? Tell me what happened and what you did! Any advice on how to get back at him?
