And I use the term "men" loosely. The Phys. Ed. teacher didn't call midweek like he had said he would. He never made plans of any kind with me. So, I called him Friday afternoon and left a message on his cell. Why a message? Because every time I ever call it, it goes right to voicemail. It does not ring even once. This leads me to believe that he has 2 cells : one that he really uses & the one he uses to cheat on a girlfriend.
I left him this message: "Hi Phys Ed. It's Grotter. I thought you were calling midweek because I thought we were making plans for this weekend. I guess not. I don't understand why you'd ask for someone's number.....I even said you don't have to take it....I had a nice time just talking. But you insisted many times that you wanted to go out. I had fun that night. I was happy to go out and meet up with you. I guess it was just a line, like I said to you & you denied. Oh well, you know the number. Otherwise, best of luck to you".
The fool called and left me this message: "Hi Grotter. It's Phys Ed. Yeah, sorry about not calling you but I'm not a nice guy. I'm just not a nice guy. I don't know why I do this, but I do. And you are a nice girl & I'm just not. I didn't want to do this over the phone & didn't want to say this on voicemail, but I'm just not nice. Not that I am mean to people, but..................... ..................................well I don't know. I like talking to you. And I liked hanging out with you. But, yeah I'm just not a nice guy. Anyway, if you want to give me a call, that'd be fine!"
I was laughing so hard. Who does that? Who says all of that crap? Well, I wanted a reason & got the most stupid one I ever expected. Or didn't expect for that matter.
I called back. Ofcourse it went to voicemail immediately because these men have a whole system working. "Hi. I'm out, if you can't hear the background noise. I'm out because I was going to be whether it was with you or not. You said we'd go out but you never called. That's fine. I don't think its that you aren't a nice guy. I think its that you are dumb when it comes to calling people. I was placing bets that you have a live-in girlfriend and you were thinking of cheating on her. That & since you are a guy, a jock who hasn't really grown up, a phys ed. teacher competitive kind of guy, you didn't want your friends to show you up & get a number while you didn't. So, whatever. If you want to call, you know the number".
I wonder if I'll hear from him on Tuesday at 10:01 when he would ususally call on his break at work. Don't really care. Not holding my breath.
Hadn't heard from Mr. Finance. Met him last Saturday. He said he'd call. He did on Sunday night. He said he'd call midweek to set up a date. He didn't. Color me shocked. I sent him a text Thursday (on my trek into Queens to try & keep up with KDP) and it said "Hey. How's your week going?" He sent it back immediately "Good. Yours?" I replied "Great. Maybe we'll see youguys out this weekend".
I heard nothing after that.
Until 1:30 am last night. He called. "Hi. Its Finance. What are you up to? Are you out? If you are, call and maybe we can meet up."
huh? what? he calls now? why?
I saw this at 6 this morning when I woke up for no reason & ruined what had been a nice sleep. I sent a text at that time. "Hey. Thought you were calling midweek so we could go out. Was that a booty call? If you want to talk, call at a normal time."
What the heck kind of vibe do I give off & what am I attracting? This can't be good.
