Thursday, March 24, 2005

Busy bee

Pain, pure pain. After the email extravaganza that was Tuesday, Wednesday was a bit of a let down. I did hear from the lawyer and I continue to wonder what I’m going to do about him. I didn’t hear from DrG and I was mighty relieved. I also didn’t hear from a third guy, PP, whose phone call I hadn’t returned. I’d IMd with PP briefly on Tuesday and I’d said I would go out with him. He called and left me a most desperate sounding voice mail. He had emailed me yesterday, but I didn’t get the message until late, by which time I’d already decided that I did not want to go out with him. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but PP was creeping me out. He said he would send me a picture, but then he didn’t and his excuse was…not believable. I don’t want to meet him or talk to him. Today, I sent this email:

Hi PP—

Sorry I didn't get back to you yesterday. I hate to say this, but I'm not going to be able to get together. You seem like a great guy and I'm sure you'll meet someone soon for a great date or something more.

Take care.


I didn’t want to lie or make up a fake excuse—if I’d said I was busy or “had a lot going on” it would leave the door open. I tried for a flat “no” with no excuse at all. I think, perhaps, with complete strangers, that is all that is necessary. I have no idea what he’ll say if he writes back and I’m a little scared, but I think I did the right thing.

Then DrG sent me email. He really is a dolt. The message:

Are you psyched for the games tonight? It was great to meet you!

Which is kind of nutty since I spent a good amount of time on our date lamenting the fact that I would be stuck in Spanish class while the Huskies battle Louisville. (Rick Pitino, did you have to be so good? I am considering skipping out on class early tonight to catch the second half, but I’m not sure when I would have to leave.)

Just in, PP’s response to my message:

Why Jamy I think we can really get along great:)

What am I supposed to do? Answer? I am at a loss. I will ignore for now and hope it does not signal the beginning of internet stalking.

Last night: IMd with Philly. He asked if I thought it was bad that we lived so far apart. I said it wasn’t ideal. He suggested meeting somewhere in the middle and I said we needed to talk on the phone first. I gave him my number and he will call me this weekend. I still like him, but the luster has worn off a bit. We’ll see how I feel after we talk.

I also realized that Mark may not call me back about Sunday. Given that I haven’t heard from him and that I got email from DrG, I’m not all that hopeful. Not that there's not plenty of time for him to call. I’m surprisingly sanguine about the whole thing. It’s not like I’m not busy!

Funny story from last night. I went to a volunteer gig which involved stuffing envelopes. There was a seat for me at a big table between two cute and seemingly eligible guys. Introductions were made. The guy on my right seemed to be "with" the girl on his right, so I turned my attention to the guy on my left. We chatted and I asked him, “Are you a lawyer too?” (I’d overhead a conversation where a fellow had just said, “Actually, I’m a lawyer.”) He said, “Yes. How did you know?” I said it was just a lucky guess. He didn’t seem to believe me. "Really, how did you know?" Then I asked if he thought I was a lawyer and he said no. This led to my giving a long talk about my job (oh so boring--someone stop me, please). I then asked about his job. The thing is, I did know he was a lawyer. Why? Because I’ve read his profile on the site-that-shall-remain-nameless. I’d thought it was him. He was awfully appealing in that profile, but not so hot in real life. I wonder if he recognized me too. I think he was suspicious and that’s why he didn’t believe I’d guessed he was a lawyer. Later, our tables were moved apart and I had occasion to mention to someone, jokingly, that we’d been parted. He said, “I couldn’t stand her, so I moved over here to get away.” Ha ha. Funny joke.

The other fellow, to my right, was very nice and I was able to talk to him quite a bit more. I still couldn't figure out what was going on with him and the girl, but eventually I concluded that they were good friends. He thanked me repeatedly for coming and helping out, but I couldn't gauge his interest beyond that. Certainly likeable and I wouldn't mind seeing him again, but I don't know if that will happen.

Grateful for: I don't even know where to start!

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