Cinderella was beautiful. She was a tall surfer girl, with a slim elegance that I was really attracted to. The coolest part was that she was extremely intelligent and was also a computer programmer.
After a couple weeks of successful dating, we made plans to hang out on a Saturday. Her sister had just arrived back in town after being gone for a month or so, and insisted on joining us on our date. Cinderella shared with me some of her insecurities about how much prettier her sister was. She was worried that I would lose interest in her because I would want to date her sister. I assured her that wasn’t going to be a problem, but she didn’t seem comforted.
Her sister joined us for dinner, and most of the conversation was monopolized by her telling stories about herself. It was really annoying, and I could tell that Cinderella was upset because all the focus was on her sister–the very thing she feared would happen.
Due to her sister’s tardiness and selfishness getting to dinner, Cinderella and I missed the second part of our date, and she decided to just go home with her sister because she was hurt and frustrated. A day later, she and I were texting and she was sharing how she was hurt by my actions. Being at work, I decided to write her an email to get it all out without a phone call. I told her how disinterested and unimpressed I was with her sister, and how perfect I thought she was. Unfortunately, she received the email driving home from yoga with her sister, so she asked her sister to read the email to her.
Needless to say, her sister didn’t like me too much after that. She decided to tell Cinderella that she was no longer allowed to see me, so we stopped hanging out because crazy women suck.