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Odious Cryptobro Coworker is… slowly turning into a... not friend. Patient? I think he comes to me for a weird kind of therapy. Idk.
He’s the most transparently terrible man, a layer of empty-eyed greed and rightwing manosphere bullshit covering a surprisingly tormented sense of self entirely built on personal exceptionalism and continuous achievement, stable only as long as the numbers go up, creating a rift of disconnection with others and an unresolvable sense of discontent with himself. Smells of high-functioning autism tbh.
He’s trying to date to replace a 12 year relationship, but I genuinely think he may just be gay or asexual, and in profound denial. I don’t know.
When we hang out we discuss his various dates, and while he has a Girlfriend-Shaped Hole(TM), he (unsurprisingly) doesn’t seem to like women very much. He’s wealthy and conventionally attractive and has a taste for the BPD type (blonde, hot, and emotionally unstable), yet also, most of his dating attempts sort of die out around the 3rd date, when the women start expecting some kind of physical sign of affection and he’s just… not into that. He heavily prefers women who are cruel, ruthless, and unavailable for some reason.
He likes that I call him on his bullshit; sometimes I suspect he may be getting some kind of humiliation kink met.
Anyway, I’ve been having weekly restaurant dates with him for a while now. It feels weird. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer? I always have a strangely excellent time but also expect every moment for this thing to turn sour.
(My husband and QPP know about him; QPP has started calling him my “little project”, husband calls him The Horrible Mr. Crypto, like he’s a supervillain.)