So he texts and calls on Monday. Seems genuinely interested in me and my well being (+). We chatted for about ½ hour, maybe more. At the end of the conversation he asked me about getting together on either Wed. or Thursday, as he had a yoga lesson the next day (Tuesday). I told him I wanted to check my schedule but I would send him an email the next day. When I went to send him an email, I saw he had sent me an email at 9:20 a.m. – a forward of something he had mentioned to me. I sent the email around noon time, telling him I was open both days and to let me know what was up. No response the rest of the day. I thought maybe he wasn’t picking up email so I sent a text around 4:30 p.m. Figured we had been calling, texting and had sucked face for about 3 hours on Sunday so, I wasn’t being too pushy, right? I mean he asked me first.
Oh yeah, forgot to mention. Around noon time yesterday, I went out on the website where we met to check out some information on him. I couldn’t remember how long he had said he was separated and his mention of fighting with the ex didn’t jive with the time frame I had remembered. Lo and behold, he had just been on the site less than 6 hours earlier! What??? I was pretty bummed about it, but tried not to jump to conclusions til 10 p.m. and he hadn’t responded.
Then the light bulb turned on. Oh, so he had his first yoga lesson…he didn’t say class but lesson and he was on the website for active people to meet other active people that morning. Ding, ding, ding… He ignored setting up a date with me all day because he wanted to see how his date with the yoga instructor went. I know the game too f-ing well!
So I tell my bestest friends in the whole wide world about my epiphany last night. They don’t think I’m being paranoid or jumping to conclusions. Else, they love me too much to expose my paranoia (will destroy ya).
So at 7 a.m. when I hadn’t heard from him on either email or text, I figured his date with Yoga woman went well enough to not bother with me any more. And, being the patheic little man he is, he didn’t have the balls to let me know. It is really so sad when guys act like little girls! Just own up to it, be honest or lie. But not respondin to someone that you asked to contact you - absolutely pathetic, pathetic, pathetic little man!
No I didn’t text him that. I did text, “Good morning. Assuming your lack of response indicates you are bailing. It was nice hanging out with you. :)” As of 1335 (note the military time there C2) on Wednesday, no reply. So long Good Luck Chuck.
Oh yeah, didn’t mention that, yet. Last night when I was telling the story, Rachie, bless her heart, says, “you talking about Good Luck Chuck?” Good luck Chuck? “Yeah, that’s what I nicknamed him when I met him. He’s definitely not good looking enough for you and figured he wouldn’t last too long. So, Good Luck Chuck!” Ha.
Have I mentioned lately how much I absolutely adore my friends? I don’t need no stinking
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