I believe my specialty would be sabotage. Self-Sabotage to be precise. No clue how totally derailing things in my personal life could or would help the security of the country, but I know I’d be damn good at it. Via years of practice. To illustrate, I’ll have you know that I have successfully annihilated every dating prospect that I had from last week. If you count them up, there were four. 2 I was almost excited about. Almost.
Mr Fitness continued to be a big ole’ baby about my busy work schedule and I actually started to feel bad about that even though he always sent guilt inducing text messages (my jewish mother would have been proud). I finally sent to him, on Sunday, ‘so sorry to have been so busy lately; my schedule totally frees up on Tuesday after 3, so pick the time and the place and I’m all yours’. Cute, right? Too bad he opted to ignore it. Until Wednesday when he sent a snipey ‘when can we meet’. Uhm……. I asked him if this was in response to my text from Sunday and he said that he was in jury duty all day Tuesday. What? So I ignored that text. And then he sent ‘I didn’t realize we had to meet on Tuesday’. Which I ignored as well. So then he sent ‘this seems to be awfully difficult for 2 people who live 5 minutes apart’. That one, I responded to. Today. 2 days later. 🙂 I opted to send ‘No, we didn’t have to meet on Tuesday and I left it up to you to set the time and place that worked for you. You’re right, this does seem difficult. I suggest times and places that don’t work for you and you suggest nothing yet are perpetually upset with me for my busy schedule. I’m going to opt out of meeting.
Although I think you’re kind of a huge asshole a good guy and hope you find a terrific gal, I don’t think I’m her’. I can’t wait to read what sort of shit-tastic response I get for that one.
The guy that somehow got my number from the speed dating thing was texting me last week. I figured ‘meh, he didn’t want to make me barf, maybe I’ll go out with him’ (yup, I suck) so I was texting with him. He left me a message on Monday evening to call him back. Oh wait, I fully saw that he was calling on Monday night and intentionally sent him to voicemail (again, I suck) where he requested that I call him back. Which I did promptly on Tuesday afternoon. And proceeded to leave some fucked up rambling message about being sorry to have missed his call but that I’m hard to reach by phone and that I apologize in advance if he gets my voicemail again, but due to my busy schedule I will call him back as soon as I am able. Actually I don’t even remember all that I said. I do remember that it was none too encouraging and I haven’t heard back.
Mr. Hockey sent me some great texts the morning after we met. They were very funny and sweet and there is nothing better than a nice ‘good morning’ text. We bantered back and forth for a bit and I ended (apparently) the string by
sticking my foot in my mouth scaring him off (apparently) by sending ‘what a nice way to start the day, I may have to keep you around for a while’. I kinda thought that was cute. Apparently he didn’t. I haven’t heard back from him. Maybe he’s just pacing himself.
The 4th guy that I met off Match sent me his personal contact information (phone number, e-mail) with a request to hear back from me. Of course I responded! Thru match (not quite sure why I do shit like this). And I haven’t heard back. I think his membership may have ended though as he hasn’t been online in almost a week. I could absolutely contact him via his personal information, but for some reason, I don’t seem to care enough.
Interesting way I go about finding Mr Right, huh? If any of you would like to take lessons from me, just read back on how I act, what I say, what I do and how I respond and then do the exact opposite. You’re welcome. 😉