Monday, January 16, 2017

Miss Communication

True to my word, I didn't chase the guy who wasn't interested. A month or so went by and I randomly texted him inquiring about his favorite restaurant. Much to my surprise, he responded immediately and suggested we go sometime soon. We texted sporadically throughout the night and after all the wine, I apparently suggested he come over. So much for the "respect me, date me" scenario I had anticipated. Needless to say, he jumped at the opportunity and said he'd make it over as soon as he could.

I, however, completely forgot the plan by the time I got home and instead opted for a peaceful pass out alone in my bed. I awoke to several missed calls, texts, and messages. Only then did it occur to me that an invite has transpired the night before. My bad. He called me in the morning and called me out and we had a good laugh. No, I was not planning on that happening again and no, that wasn't suddenly on the table. He suggested we get together the next afternoon for a regular hangout and for a moment, I felt that I got the upper hand.

By the time we met, he told me he had to go see an apartment and I could join him if I wanted to. I suppose this beats not seeing him, but it was hardly what I'd call a date. On our way, he told me that we should act like a couple buying and I should play the role of indecisive fiance. Well, if I must. Seriously, this would have been my dream a few years back. We played our parts and I sort of enjoyed this faux relationship while it lasted. We grabbed a bite afterwards and he proceeded to tell me that he was surprised to hear from me that weekend seeing as he thought I wasn't interested.

Me; really?
Him: Because you told me you weren't going to chase me.
Me; yea, because if you'd liked me, you would be doing the chasing.
Him (protesting): but I responded every time you texted
Me; that's my point. I shouldn't be the one initiating all the time.
Him: Oh.

We ended with him asking what I thought about him after each date and I was completely honest. I was still trying to determine if I liked him or not. He asked to go out the following weekend. I acquiesced.

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