queer and loathing

Crazy… Crazy for feeling….

Am I completely crazy for being offended when I meet an out-of-towner and chat and hang out for 5 hours, in no way really looking to hook up - but the possibility was there - only to have him ditch me at Rawhide to go “pee”. I knew full well that, as a first timer, he had been delighted to find out what really happens in the “women’s” bathroom there. He returned 15 minutes later and made a joke about how he couldn’t pee with all those people “around him” and I joked in return. He said he was going to try again to pee, and again entered the darkness. After I finished my diet coke I walked back to pee myself and the room with the urinal was completely empty. I went back to the bartender and ordered another water. Another 20 minutes later I was done drinking and I saw him leave the “women’s bathroom” and stand in the back room - where people wait around and cruise for sex.. he had figured that out.

I walked up to him on my way out and told him I thought he was rude for leaving me to get a blowjob.

Am I insane to think that 5 hours of really fun conversation deems more than a “I’m going to the bathroom” dismissal?

I dunno. Common decency is becoming less and less common. A simple “I had fun, I think I’m gonna go in the back for a while. I hope to see you tomorrrow” would have been nice.

Maybe it’s just a soft spot for me.