I often wonder how dumb I really look and sound to people. It seems as if certain people of a certain gender think they can tell me anything and me believe it. Lately, that "thing" has always been the same thing.
Last week, I received a call from a family friend. She wanted to introduce me to a co-worker friend of hers. No big deal. So, I chat with the guy briefly at work. He seems to be nice, but so does everyone when you first meet them. Younger guy, seemingly intelligent, well spoken, educated, and a fantastic conversationalist. Good, right? Wrong. When asked, "So, are you single?" he gave me the answer that makes my hopes drop into the deepest hells of my stomach.
Yea, I'm just dating.
This caused instant flashbacks to The Ex. This is the same lie he told me - he was just dating and not really in a relationship. Of course, he was just dating the girl who was feeding him hundred of dollars per week. And, even after we were so-called together, her presence remained. Most of the year that we spent entertaining the company of each other, we were just dating which opened doors for him to see whomever else he liked. In theory, I should not have cared that she was around if we weren't an official couple but it was clear that he was not labeling our relationship on purpose. If we did not have The Conversation and I was not The Girlfriend, then he could see any girl he liked and it would be acceptable. I did not want that situation again. I did not want to be the other girl again. I've done it enough(this may be visited some other time).
Ever so hopeful, I thought I'd give it a chance. Maybe he really was just dating around. Maybe there wasn't anyone special. He worked a second job, but wasn't working this weekend. He asked to see me the following week because he was booked this weekend. Oh, really? Fine, I'll let him call me. So he does. I didn't pick up because I didn't even know it rang. I called back and there was no pick up, so I left a voicemail. Two days later and still no call back.
Preoccupied mother plucker. He better not ever want to speak to me again because he'll never have the opportunity.
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