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Lifestyles of the poor and nameless

Wednesday, January 05, 2005 at 12:10 PM

Of mice and men...or maybe just mice

OK OK, I know I said this was gonna be about church, but I think today's rant will be a little more interesting.

Remember sometime back in November (around Nov 7th), I met a guy and (in a nutshell) he seemed really cool, but I was too nervous to have an intelligent convo? If you don't remember check the archives. Anyway...to make a long story short, he called me on December 27th. Here's how that went:

Him: Hello, can I speak to Roseann?
Me: This is Roseann
Him: Hi! This is Robert.
Me: (quiet...thinking) Robert who?
Him: Hmmm. This is kinda weird....ummm, we met in the street. I know it's been a while...you were passing by and---
Me: Oh right... right! (Silence)
Him: Did I catch you at a bad time?
Me: Yeah...I'm doing something right now.
Him: So what would be a good time to call you?
Me: I should be done around 10pm.
Him: Cool. I'll give you a call later.[END]

Now, there are varying opinions on that convo. Some friends (male) say that I was wrong for telling him I was busy and that I should have encouraged him a little aka who cares if he took almost 2 months to call, the fact is that at least he called. Yours truly abhors that logic. If I wasn't on his agenda for the past 2 months, then why should I make him a priority because he DECIDES to call? And I wasn't even trying to play the game at that point. I really didn't remember who he was, and I really was in the process of doing something.

To make things even stranger....he didn't call back that night as he implied (and arguably stated) that he would; nor did he call back the next day. The male faction believes that I wounded his ego by saying I was busy and he wasn't going to make the effort to call. I say: if he was really interested he wouldn't have waited 2 months, and even if he had a real excuse for not calling in all that time, he should have called back within 48 hours.

It was the end of the year and I had already cleaned out my phone book. I was trying to "tie up the loose ends" and Robert had already been tied off. The fact that he reappeared out of nowhere threw my plans off. I didn't want him to reappear out of nowhere in 2005, so on Dec 29th I called him back.

I won't give the play-by-play, but the bottom line is: I told him that I moved out of NY, he didn't apologize (or even acknowledge) the fact that he was supposed to call previously, he asked if we could get together sometime and I was very vague and nonchalant about the whole thing, and when asked why he called after all that time, he tried to make it seem like he had called prior to Dec 27th but I had put him off. Lies! Wow. What a loser. Definitely a mouse. That kind of stupidity earned him a one-way, all expenses paid trip to the "Do Not Answer" list in my cell phone.

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