Tuesday, February 06, 2007

I Have Become One of "Those" People That I Can't Stand

You know....the ones who are always on the phone. The ones who are too insecure to not be talking with someone. I am not sure when it happened. It may even be just the next phase in this healing process. I have no clue. But I noticed in the last week that I am driving and talking on the phone. To match people, to Gameboy, to any man apparently. That I just noticed. I do not talk to women. Just men. Weird. Must be some latent, repressed, whatever thing that is going on with the Cowboy break-up.

For example, I tried calling Mr. Law on the way back to work tonight because he had called me earlier but I was not able to talk at the time. He didn't pick up so I just hung up.

Keep in mind my ride to work is less than 8 minutes in length. The whole way over I kept thinking of who to call and what would I talk about.

So I leave work tonight.........which has me ticked off with their stupid rules & other stuff.................and I call Mr. Law again since he did call me yesterday (see previous post for that) and we talked for a few minutes. Turns out it's his birthday (he's old...let's leave it at that)and he is looking for parking because he is out for drinks with friends.

I say "That's so nice!" He says "I'd rather be out with you." So I roll my eyes and say "You are so silly. Come on! Your friends have you out in Manhattan for drinks and celebration and it will be so fun!" "Yeah, I guess" is his reply.

Why do guys do this? That whole "Oh I wish it was you" thing? If we were standing in front of one another and he did this, that'd be fine...stupid but fine. But we haven't even met yet & he's doing that already. I find it weird and bothersome. Others may find it cute. If so, let me know who you are & I'll pass on your info to the Lawyer.

When I hung up with him I dialed Gameboy. We talked and flirted too until I pulled up at home. That's when I was all too happy to hang up. It's cold out. I don't want to sit in my cold car when I could be in the nice warm house. I usually hang up with him having giggled and rolling my eyes, so all is well with that.

He does owe me dinner. Let's see if that ever happens.