We have TONS of very entertaining true (and ANONYMOUS!) dating stories in our new PORTLAND DATING DISPATCH BLOG—written by daters just like you! Today’s PDD pick comes from a person who tried to gently place their date into the “friend zone.” That didn’t work out so hot.

I started hanging out platonically with one of my male friends after the end of a years-long relationship, and it was totally fine and enjoyable and clearly not a relationship when, out of nowhere, he started texting me constantly. If I didn’t respond, he would text me again. He clearly had no fear of double-texting. He would send me weird pictures he’d taken, strange statements that sounded as if they’d been written by a 75-year-old man, requests that we “revive” hanging out when I stopped responding because I was mildly creeped out. When texting stopped working, he would send me an email. Then he’d send me a Facebook message. It got to the point where every day, I would hear from him through multiple channels of communication. He was contacting me more frequently than anyone I know, including the people I’ve actually dated. Look, I know what it’s like to be relegated to the friendzone, it sucks, etc., but friendship can be great without putting weird expectations on it, and this was getting really out of hand and weird. Eventually I just stopped replying. He didn’t let up. He still texts me all the time. It’s the most suffocating relationship I’ve never been in.

It’s kind of like Adele when she sings “Hello,” isn’t it? GET A CLUE, ADELE! Guys, we want to hear your true dating stories. They’re anonymous and fun! So submit yours NOW at the new PORTLAND DATING DISPATCH—where if you aren’t interested? We’ll get the hint.

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Bang bang, choo-choo train, let me see you shake that thang. Wm. Steven Humphrey is the editor-in-chief of the Portland Mercury and has held the job since 2000. (So don’t get any funny ideas.)