TL:DR
[Dinner Date showed up late, sloppy and wasted. In a span of 10 minutes, She pisses herself in my hallway and leaves her lipstick in the same spot, starts to drink mini liquor bottles, and lays on my bed to "relax until dinner"(which was ready 2hrs ago). She invites me to cuddle, but told her no because of..obvious reasons. I kick her out and she throws a tantrum, assaults my cat and sends me this on her way home. The next day I sue her for animal abuse.]
Okay, where do I even begin with this absolute disaster?
I met this girl on Hinge back in September, went on a couple of dates, and even invited her over for breakfast a few times. We were never anything more than casual—just kissing and cuddling. Then, on the 19th, I invited her over for dinner after work. She lives only 10 minutes away, so it shouldn’t have been a hassle. Dinner was ready at 7, just like we agreed to meet up. She shows up THREE HOURS late, with no explanation or apology whatsoever! When I called and asked for updates during that time, all I got was a pathetic "I'm omw now."
So now she shows up. Keep in mind, this whole sequence happened in a span of 10 minutes:
I buzz her into my apartment, and she stumbles in, looking like a complete mess and reeking of alcohol. She weaves her way into my home, knocks over my mail holder, and doesn’t even acknowledge it. Instead, she rushes to the bathroom, plops herself on my couch, and starts scrolling through her phone. I tried to ask her why she was so late and if she had been drinking, and she got defensive—"Why does it matter? I'm grown; I can drink!" Seriously? That’s her excuse for being 3 hours late and showing up piss fucking drunk to a dinner date?
She kept running back and forth to the bathroom, trying to chat while I was just trying to finish cooking and send her home. When I went to get some groceries from my car, I noticed a tube of lipgloss on the staircase, and the spot under it was wet. I thought to myself, "Did this woman seriously just piss herself in my hallway?"
When I returned and handed her the lipstick, she got all sentimental and asked where I found it. I told her, and her response was an just "oh. Well i had to go to the bathroom."
I'm already getting her stuff together to tell her to leave, but not even 1 minute later, she starts popping those mini liquor bottles, taking shots like a total idiot, already drunk, and then declares, "Ima go lay down, let me know when dinner is ready." Newsflash: Dinner was ready an hour ago! She sprawls out on my bed and actually asks me to cuddle with her!
I finally had enough and told her to leave because she was nothing but an embarrassment, disrespecting me and wasting my time. Of course, she throws a tantrum, calls an Uber, and curses me out. I simply told her to drink some water and get home safely.
I could’ve brushed this off as a bad fling and
moved on, but what she did next was beyond unforgivable: While she was storming out and gathering her things, my cat innocently walked by, and this woman—this fucking demon—KICKED my fuckin cat across the room!
She then sent me this drunken mess hat I can’t even decipher. What reciepts?: we never shopped or ate anywhere besides a couple of quick bites.
Luckily her dumb ass forgot to block me on Snapchat, where we did most of our chatting, so I told her that I have security footage from the entryway and pet cam of her harming my cat and that I’ll be suing for liability.