I can’t believe this. Remember, the wet noodle who couldn’t bring himself to call me or write? The one who took like 4 weeks to basically do nothing? Well, I just got off the phone with him. He had called my cell just now to introduce himself (6 weeks after this started…I had to think hard to associate his name with who he was), to see how my holidays went (even though I don’t know him) and to “find out if there was someone attached to this number.”
What a goober.
After awkward chit-chat for 2 minutes, mostly him blabbing, I interjected, “You know, since so much time went by between when you last contacted me and now, I’m not really interested in pursuing anything.” WITH A GOOBER.
He thanked me for being forthright, we wished each other a happy new year and that was that. What a FREAKIN’ goober. (And let me tell ya, I’m swearin’ in my head. Oh, yeah.)
On the brighter side, after dates with 2 “no chemistry” dudes, there are 2 or 3 other people I’m emailing/chatting with before I go “offline” — which will be very soon. There’s only so much one (or I) can take of the online deal. I’ll write more later about how the experience rounds out. In the meantime, I will go download me some Kid Rock, as Writesome suggested in the comments to my last post. And even working in PowerPoint (as I wrote about in my response to the comments in my last post) would be better than a date with the guy who just called. Sheesh.