#WTF: About last night ... can I get a rundown? (@dustycpollyd's Version)

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Polly Dixon

Two nerds experienced one very dramatic, Jerry Springer circa 1995 style evening last night. They each posted their side of the story without consulting the other to give their own unique perspective on the events that occured. Click here to read @JenFriel's side of events.

So. Last night. It happened. This is my side:

I don’t even really know how to start the story other than I have a trainer. And I have a huge crush on him.  We’ve been working out since mid-February together. . . twice a week for one hour.  Initially, we were besties. He’s a super cute, very toned body, shy, sweet, southern boy. He knows more about my life than a lot of people. Something about sweat and vulnerability and my deepest, darkest secrets come flying out of my mouth. I know about his ex. He knows about mine. I know his girl dilemmas. He knows about my boy dilemmas. All that said, somewhere along the line, I started thinking of him differently. The next thing I knew I was wondering what his butt looked like with his clothes off. Or what his abs really did look like. But I said nothing. I did nothing.  The next thing I know, he was asking me to be friends on Facebook.  We leaped into that. We started texting more. Initially just about working out…and then one Friday night, he asked me to go to dinner. That night. Very last minute. Specifically, he asked me to go to Outback Steakhouse. [I know. A lot of people have grimaced over that request. But little does anyone know I LOVE OUTBACK!!! So it was perfect and cute and a little taste of home for me. I mean…in LA, no one goes to chain restaurants, but that’s all we have in my Upstate NY hometown. So yeah. I loved it.]  Trying to wrap up a long story filled with tons of really cute details…I didn’t go to dinner with him that night. A few days later, he wanted me to hang out again. I couldn’t. And that’s how it has been for several weeks now. Always trying to hang out but never actually being able to make it happen…either he was busy or I was busy or we were out of town, etc.  Except for last Thursday, he invited me over to drink wine on his couch. I KNOW. Duh. When a dude invites a girl over to his home without going on a real date…it means one thing and one thing only. SEXY TIME. So yeah. I went. And I knew that’s where the night was going to end up…although I was determined to not give it up. You guys…it was so cute. We drank wine, ate cheese and strawberries, candles were lit and we played JENGA. Um. Amazing. And then after a few hours, he finally kissed me and it was the softest, sweetest, longest  - take your breath away – kiss ever. And then….one thing led to another and yup. We did it. And it was fantastic. Like really hot, romantic, staring into each other eyes, passionate, everything you’ve always wanted in a sexual encounter. BUT HE IS MY TRAINER.  So there’s that.

Again, trying to make a long story short, but it’s not working.  We both went to Vegas. He with his boys. Me with my friends. We tried to link up the entire time but it just never happened. But we did text message all weekend long…all of which included things from him like “I miss you”; “wish you were here”, “let’s hang out when you get back”. Oh and then some dirty sexting too, which I love and think is so hot. Okay. But anyways…so at our training session on Thursday, he was hinting about hanging out. Suggested burgers, but then when I asked him about really going to grab a bite to eat, he made some dumb comment about getting a shake. I didn’t answer. Fast forward several hours later, he sent a mean text message that was said “Good Talk”.  When I saw him at the gym later, we laughed about him sending me a mean text message. Point One for me. I felt I had him in my pocket. He totally likes me. Why else would he send a mean message? After all, he told me that he was upset that I didn’t answer. Hah. So NOW FINALLY, we get to what happened last night.

Very first time that him and I were out on the town together. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of inviting him to hang out with my three other girlfriends….@jenfriel included. Never a good thing. Ever. Don’t ever invite a boy to a girls outing. Initially, he said he coming. And then he didn’t show up for 2 hours. And had not texted me. At which point, I got very upset. Wanted to fire him. Get my money back. Couldn’t believe he was standing me up. My biggest pet peeve is when people say they are going to do something and then just don’t. Irritating.  And so, I started complaining to @jenfriel about it. Keep in mind that I’m not good with the whole dating thing, with the whole dude thing. I was in a relationship for 5 ½ years, engaged to the guy, and he up and left me three months before our wedding. Walked out with no explanation. Fast forward 2 years, I still have a lot of problems. I can’t handle the guy situation. I’m convinced that every single guy I meet is going to leave me at some point and that terrifies the hell out of me. I’m very insecure and have a lot of trust issues. Thank you, you jerk Ex. And @jenfriel know this. And so do all of my friends. That said, they all are very protective of me when it comes to the dudes.

This guy, is the FIRST guy, that I actually can see myself in a relationship with. I feel he’s boyfriend material. He’s so nice. He’s deep. He’s smart. He gives good advice. I mean, the list goes on with how I feel. And this is a HUGE HUGE step for me. So when he didn’t show up, I was devastated. Turns out, he actually fell asleep. He works long hours, all day every day and got home and passed out on the couch. When he woke up he texted me that he was pulling himself together and coming out. YAY! So I went from devastated to ecstatic. Fast forward, he’s sitting between me and @jenfriel. . . and he starts texting. I see the text message…it says something about being asleep on the couch. I also think it says my name in it. All of a sudden, I see FIRE coming out @jenfriel's eyes. And I know something is up. Just as I was texting her to spill, she was texting me that she needed to tell me something and into the bathroom we went. She says to me that he was texting a girl named Melissa that he was passed out on the couch. Exactly the same thing that he had texted to me earlier. So she thinks that he is telling another girl the same line and that it begs the question what he was doing the 2 hours before he met us. Here’s the deal though….he is the most honest, genuine, sincere person that I’ve met. He says it how it is and that is that. So, as we are walking to the next bar, he is texting again. I ask – who are you texting? He was texting a guy friend that we were meeting up with. I ask – who is “Melissa”? He laughs. And says “Are you jealous?” And of course, I act like I am but still saying “no”. Well, Melissa is his friend and he met her in Vegas (the same weekend, he was texting me that he missed me…a little suspicious but we are not together. we are not boyfriend/girlfriend. I am still prowling around with other dudes too. So who cares.) BUT @jenfriel decides to make it a big deal and pull me into the bathroom at the next bar and have a face to face with me about it.  I was pissed. One, because this is the first time my trainer and I had been out in public together and she was causing a scene over it. And two, let me make my own mistakes. I’m having fun now. I like the boy and while I appreciate her concern, it was not the time or the setting to say such things. I don’t think. And I said that to her…along those lines. I mean…I love her. And I love my friends for caring about me. But no matter what, I need to make my own mistakes and learn from them. I think. Maybe. Who knows.

This is the longest side of a story ever.

Anyways, I stomped out of the bathroom and dragged him away from @jenfriel and my other friends. We went to a corner of the bar and I straight up confronted him…who is Melissa? Why did you text her? Are you sending her the same text messages that you send me? What the hell? And he showed me the text message:  I was passed out on the couch. How was your sushi?”  Here are my thoughts: If he really had dirty intentions with this girl, why would he pull out his phone and text her right in front of my face and my friend’s face!? It doesn’t add up to me. And then we had an in depth convo about what we were doing and why we were doing it. He straight up told me that he likes me. He has no idea what we are doing or why we are doing it. That he is in unchartered waters and doesn’t know what to do about. That he knows that sleeping with me is the worst business decision ever and that he’s dumb for doing it but he likes me. And yes. We are going to hook up again. He has fun with me. He is also well aware of my ex issues and my heart being broken and that he needs to be extra careful with me and that he is being careful with me.  And then he got me a water to drink. NOT an alcoholic beverage. If he truly was a douchey guy that solely wanted to sleep with me, he would have ordered me a drink.

And so there’s that. I told @jenfriel to stop being so protective of me and to try to be nice to him. But she wasn’t. And while we were walking to our next bar (god. we definitely bar hopped last night), she brought down the inquisition on him rather than trying to make up and be smiley, happy face, nice friend of Polly. Ahah. Watch out peeps. She keeps it real. So she doesn’t like him. And he doesn’t like her. And there I was. Caught in the middle. The rest of the night is kind of blurry. I think we danced together. I think he was a little touchy feely.  And then we jetted. I totally left my friends at the bar. And guess what? He drove me home and dropped me off. Like a gentleman.  Thank you very much.

I still like him. He still likes me. This morning he texted me to tell me, he had fun last night. So BOOM. Game on, people.

Oh yeah and we woke up this morning, and these were on my doorstep.

FANNY COOLER PACKS!!!!

... and now, we have fanny packs.

#amazing

#Adventures of @DustyCPollyD: Relationship Status - In Love With Social Media!

#TalkNerdyToMeLover’s Polly Dixon

I moved to Los Angeles last year and in all honesty, last year could have been the worst year of my life. It was tough adjusting to life here. I’m a very social person and not being around people makes me depressed. And this town is full of fakes and flakes. People say one thing and do another. People make plans and then cancel or don’t show up. To some extent, it’s the same everywhere but here, it just seemed so much worse. I believe that if it hadn’t been for social media, I would be in a much different place than I am now…and maybe not even in Los Angeles, and certainly not writing for Talk Nerdy To Me, Lover.

In case you were bored and have nothing to do at work. This is a recap of my unimportant life, as told by Social Media.

Messaged Dusty Cooper on Facebook to rekindle our friendship and ask if I could stay on her couch. She said yes! Linked up with my now roommate through Facebook as a friend of a friend to check out if he was a decent human being. We are still roommates. Re-connected with a local boy who I had a fling with before I moved here. Got some lovin! Added every person I met on Facebook as my friend. Got to go to some fabulous parties. Met my next boy toy via Facebook, thanks to friends. We dated for several months. Started a Buds and Ham Sammies Facebook page. Recruited a ton of fans. Became a Focus Rally reality show contestant thanks to my numbers on Twitter and Facebook. Didn’t make it but had tons of fun recruiting friends.  Networked with people for jobs through Facebook. Working on the job thing. Met Jen Friel through Twitter. In love – solid girl crush. Joined Meetup.com and went to some meetups. Have some new fabulous girlfriends. Cute Trainer admitted he couldn’t find me on Facebook. He’s stalking me – It’s true love.  Met a girl at Barneys Beanery through FourSquare. We were sitting next to each other! She lives down the street! We are new besties. Boys. Boys. Boys. I love becoming friends with them on all levels of social media. Cannot go wrong there. Also. If peeps are not involved in social media…I’m usually not interested. Updated my Linked In account. Turns out, my past colleagues have very important contacts out here that are going to be so useful to me.

Um. That is all. For now. How do we even function in today’s society without Social Media?!? My love affair with social media does not end there. I have met some of my bestest, closest friends in town through social media. It’s really just the beginning and I’m so excited.

#happyhumpday

#Adventures of @DustyCPollyD: Finding a J.O.B.

#TalkNerdyToMeLover’s Polly Dixon

Holy Crap. I forgot about the power of LinkedIn.  Truth be told, I’m not the best user of it. In fact, I haven’t paid attention to it in over a year or so. However, I’m in the market for a new job so I spent some time in and around the space yesterday trying to make myself look much more professional than I am. I updated my profile, added some connections, added a professional picture  (no sunglasses, sighhhh)  and BOOM:

**I received a message from a former law school peer saying hello, reconnecting and doing some name-dropping of some big whigs in town! Amazing. I didn’t even ask for it. I just “linked-in” with him.

**I realized that several of my friends have connections to people I am submitting my resume to! Amazing. Now my friends have offered to introduce me to those people.

All good things! And then, on a creepy stalker note – I saw my EX (like hurt me so bad, I am still messed over it almost 2 years later because we were supposed to be married and he left me for my friend, hurt me so bad EX) pop up into “People I May Know” due to our many connections. Of course, curiousity killed the cat: I looked. Come to find out, he lost his job last year (not that I’m gloating because god knows that this economy is awful) and has now relocated from Florida to another city. And that city is Biloxi, Mississippi. I can’t help but congratulate myself on all that I’ve done and all that he has not.

Okay but really, my point of this entry is seriously guys…do the Linked In thing. You have no idea the connections that could be out there and the people you may know that know people you NEED to be introduced to. I’m so excited about my newfound interest in Linked In.

#kthxbye

#Adventures of @DustyCPollyD: Peanut Butter Jelly Time

#TalkNerdyToMeLover’s Polly Dixon

This picture reminds me wayyyy too much of goatse.

Nerds Love Peanut Butter. 

It’s a proven fact. I’ve been conducting research on it. It’s not all people…it really truly is nerds.

Project #1:  (Well this wasn’t really planned, it’s what started my whole project). @JenFriel and I were in a serious, private, in-depth conversation (for some reason) the other night at dinner over PEANUT BUTTER. Duh. Well, our very cute, blond-haired quirky, socially-awkward waitress overheard us, and jumps in with “You guys talking about peanut butter!?!? I love peanut butter. Seriously. I swear, I love it. Have you guys tried….” and with that she launched into a monologue – talking as fast as possible - about all her favorite kinds of peanut butter, almond butter, etc and where to find it, what we should try, how much she loves it, and then just as soon as she started the convo, it was like she realized how much she had divulged to us and then ran away from our table.  Nerdette.

Project #2:  Down in Carlsbad, sitting around a table, we start talking about Peanut Butter again. Insert another half hour, where my brother explains how he has written to Jif suggesting some marketing tips and hoping to get free peanut butter from them. Definite nerd.

Project #3:  At the vet’s office the other day with my doggie, the vet could barely look me in the eye, recited monotonously my dog’s medical situation and was just blatantly very awkward. However, when I stated that I planned to use peanut butter to give my dog her pills, the vet suggested that I not do so. Insert me (whining for my dog) that we looooooooooovvveee peanut butter. All of a sudden, the vet perks up and goes off on a diatribe about how he used to not like peanut butter, but the older he gets, the more he loves it, can’t get enough, etc, etc. Literally, it was like watching an orgasm…except it was peanut butter.  Solid nerd.

Project #4: At boot camp, lady from Nutrifit was handing out energy bars and while asking me which one I wanted, she started listing out what she had….chocolate, fruit, nuts, peanut butter…I immediately jumped at the peanut butter bar option. In fact, I may have excitedly screamed it. Out of an entire group of people, only one girl reacted…with “OMG, I know. Seriously. I love peanut butter. It’s a given.” And it was there in that moment that we bonded. I knew I would be friends with her! Nerd Friend.

And seriously, it’s a rule to live by, I think. Dusty and I abide by it. See BAHS Rule #4: Never like a person who doesn’t like peanut butter.  You can tell a lot about a person by whether they like peanut butter or not.

God. I love it so much, I just want to wrap my arms around a jar of it and take it to bed with me.



#nerdsunite

#SayYesToTheDress: I Think Not

#TalkNerdytoMeLover’s Polly Dixon

So freaking cute. When I was 5, I don’t even know if I thought about marriage, let alone getting a job. Here, this 5 year old girl talks about her views about getting a job before getting married:

And then UPDATE:  She wants someone to TWEET HER!!!

#adorable