Ugh...the thought of putting myself out there is s-c-a-r-y....but I am doing it. Good friends with good intentions all have that "perfect guy" lined up somewhere just waiting to be introduced to me...really I feel like a dog at a kennel show. I hate it. One such person has this friend whom she has known a long time....he is divorced and really has a lot of fine qualities. (or so she said)
After months of naggin me I finally said...fine just give the man my number and if he calls me I MIGHT answer the phone, but no promises! Aside from my mother, I really hate talking on the phone...much less going through the painstaking process of doing it with someone you don't even know. I guess its a better than the thought of that first "date" where you sift through all the small talk to find something substantial to talk about. UGH....is this all really necessary? Of course it is, but I don't know that I have the energy to go through it....
Fast forward....said friend gives Mr. available my phone number...she then calls me to tell me she did the deed. I assumed I would receive a call eventually...WRONG....dude hung up with her and when I was on the phone with her he is beeping in! I tell her OMGoodness...he is beeping in...she said then answer it! I said, "no, I am not mentally prepared to speak to him right now, " She said MORON answer the phone!!! I said "stop yelling at me that only makes me really nervous when you yell at me!!" She said I am hanging up the phone with you so when he calls back you can answer it....I listen as she hangs up on me . I look at the phone...nothing, Mr. Available didn't even leave a voicemail? Whew....I am off the hook for now I am thinking, WRONG again....he called back about 9.2 seconds later and I couldn't answer at that moment because I have to pee really bad. How can you have a conversation with someone you don't know and have to pee? I go to the bathroom...I walk about 5 feet around my phone like I am afraid there is a homing device on it where as he knows I am standing there afraid to touch the darn phone.....
silliness....I decided to ignore the phone for the rest of the evening. No voicemail no nothing. I assume he gave up....WRONG again, he calls the next evening. I answer...I tell him I am in the midst of dinner etc for my kids and ask if we can talk later? He said "what time?" I tell him and he calls back on the dot the time I said...ok, in my mind I am thinking...this guy is very desperate, and is like the "friend" everyone thinks is so sweet but really no one likes him that way cause he has a gigantic bald spot or 3 ears or something. I know that is shallow....I am sorry, I really just can't figure why this man wants to talk to me??
Conversation flows like I couldn't believe...I look at the clock and 2 hours had passed....before we get off the phone he asks me out....ok, I am thinking I really wasn't mentally prepared to even talk to this person now I am going to have to mentally prepare to go out on a date? Ok, I am thinking I will go out with him 'later" ......then I have time to lose 55 pounds and get my summer tan going. "Tommorrow night?" I hear myself say....."ok"
yep...I committed to it and that was the night before last......to be continued....
