Life really is funny, isn't it?
On the one hand, my more age appropriate would- be suitor has really picked up his game a lot. It has become impossible to misinterpret his intentions - for anyone involved. This has become very problematic for me, because I really do like this guy - I just can't see myself in a relationship with him. He obviously feels differently, and, in spite of what anyone may say about me, I'm not a person who enjoys hurting other people. It was kind of fun to screw with him when I thought he was just messing with me, but now that I see he's got something invested in this it just makes me feel pretty awful. The relationship gods really are sadistic little buggers. Why is it always about timing and hormones?
On the other hand, to be perfectly honest, I've been pretty up front all around about not being interested in any relationship at all. The fact that I took a lust driven detour last week is just a fluke, because besides that one notable exception, I still have no real interest at all. My interest in the one notable exception is, however, still piqued beyond what is probably good for me. And that's too bad, because I can tell you right now that this won't end well.
I called him last week. Thursday, to be exact. Under the auspices of wanting an estimate for some work in my Victorian Landfill. Now I will grant you that I did my overly accommodating routine as I left the message - "I know you're really busy with your seasonal job and there's absolutely no hurry, just whenever you get a chance give me a call"...blah blah blah...just a considerate "business call". And I still haven't heard back from him. Five days later. He could be dead. He could be tied to a chair in some third world IRS office. He could have had a horrible accident with a table saw. He could have dropped his cell phone into the toilet before he retrieved the message.
Or he could just not plan on calling. For whatever reason. And I certainly don't intend to leave him another message, so the picture starts looking a little bleak at the moment. Sigh. Just when it started to get interesting.
It's enough to make you want to box Cupid's ears.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
cupid bites the dust
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Okay, I have a PhD. in getting blown off & I've seen "He's Just Not That Into you" so I certainly think I can interpret the lack of common phone courtesy here, but for the love of God and all that's holy, the guy does run a business doesn't he?? How does he pay his mortgage with this kind of laissez-faire work ethic? sighhhh...
Are you really resting and relaxing on your 4 days off??
It's very arrogant of him not to even bother answering your call. Well, that's one for experience and then you move on to other things.
In the meantime, you've had a good weekend and I hope the rest of your time off is equally nice.
He's been swallowed up by tax returns. This is the peak of his season-I know, this was my dad's profession. We never saw him from January 2nd until April 30th-right after he got back from his vacation that started April 16th.
It's still rude that he didn't at least call, but maybe it wasn't work on your house that he wanted...
That's workmen for you! Have to nag them if you really want them...... but I know what you mean about not ringing him again.
Perhaps it's just me and my slacker ways, but I don't think that's too long not to have called yet. It's only Tuesday. Maybe he took off for a long weekend tree hugging, planning his attack, I mean his approach!
You made the call - that is a huge first step.
Mya x
Isn't that just great? The one you are interested in can't be bothered to return your call and the one you are NOT interested in is swooning madly over you.
*sigh*
Life is sooooo complicated.
Just hang in and enjoy the swooning without actually getting caught up in it. Easier said than done. ;0)
maybe he's related to "Marlboro Man" and busy right now...it drove Ree nuts for months as I recall...
Love the comment about wanting to box Cupid's ears. And wouldn't you just know the little bugger is male.
um....can we GET a grip here? he's a tax guy. it's march. the man is not even taking the time to breathe these days. (my sister-in-law is an accountant; i can vouch for how busy this time of year is)
and....he doesn't know you were secretly calling because he's hot. you called and asked him to give you a bid on some work. he's supposed to call back immediately and ask you on a date?
come on people. let's give the guy a break.
from his point of view (a) you called him at his busiest time of year; (b) he thinks you're a client; (c) and you said "no hurry."
Laurie is right. Laurie is always right. Buck up, cowgirl.
Pity you don't like the one who likes you.
But then again, I think it was you - just a short time ago - saying you needed time to even think of getting back into the dating game.LOL
I'm not saying anything about tax-man. I think no need.
Well, you said no rush .. and whike I am not defending him or men in general .. they do often lack that instinct to differentiate between a 'no rush' said because its not really about business and a real no rush call .. so maybe he's not got his radar working properly.
He'll call ...
I'm not saying anything - I'm just lurkin and I've got a little smile on my face.
It's going to be okay RC.
distracted - that's exactly what I thought. Even if you're crazy busy, return your stupid business calls. And yes, I really did relax and rest on my four days off. It was great...
Irene - I know. At least now I know I'm capable of feeling something.
Rudee - that's what I'd love to believe, but I'm having trouble with it. Even if he wanted something besides "work" you'd think he'd still call to assess the situation.
Maggie May - no, I will NOT be calling him again. My easy going personality only goes so far!!
Mya - it was a big step and I absolutely don't regret doing it. Sometimes you've just gotta put it out there.
Cath - my point exactly. The gods are laughing at me.
lv4921391 - I'm trying to remember why he didn't call her, but it obviously ended well for them.
Flutterby - Cupid couldn't be female. There's just no way. Things would be so much better...
laurie - I want you to be right. I can't tell you how much I want you to be right. And you usually are - as Kaycie says - right. (Sometimes this galls me, but I've learned to simply accept it and love you anyway).
BUT...if he had felt any kind of a spark whatsoever...he would have found the time to call. Even for two minutes to say I'm drowning and I can't do any fix-it stuff until April. He just would have.
Even though I said No Hurry. About ten times. Like a fool.
Kaycie - I know she is. Usually. How does she do that??
Frances - why do you think there's no need to say anything about the tax man? I'm curious. You agree with me, don't you?
Daryl - maybe his radar is a little screwy. Maybe he's not as smart as he looks. So why am I lusting after a clueless pinhead??
aims - lurk away, baby. And why the smile on your face? Do tell...
Life would be so much easier if we liked the ones that like us wouldn't it? :(
Yes I do agree with you and I just don't want to judge a guy I haven't met and know nothing about -
As a real generalisation, I remember those teenage years when we girls had all sorts of ideas and explanations for every little thing the guys did, or didn't, said or didn't, might have thought, or not - how they looked at this time or another and on and on.
The guys didn't waste their time wondering what we were thinking, saying, doing, apart from when it suited them. They got on with their lives while we hung around discussing, dissecting and waiting. Not all of them, or all of us, but a huge majority.
Their fantasies were different from ours.
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