Please please tell me what do you think of this really awful thing that happened to me on Sat. night?

After a while of being there, I told Jordan that we should go home soon, but Jordan acted kind of resistant to that idea, and acted like he wanted to stay for a lot longer. I, on the other hand was getting bored and tired, and didn't want to stay at this guy's place until the morning. So I went and sat down in the living room to watch the TV while they stayed in the kitchen and talked and carried on. I literally sat there for about an hour and a half, silently and patiently, listening to their banter coming from in the kitchen. I started to get more and more irritated, because Jordan never once came over to where I was to see if I was doing ok. I kept sitting there waiting for some kind of acknowldegment, but i got NOTHING. I was being totally neglected and disrespected.