Lose my Number

So for the past few weeks I’ve been texting this guy. I’m not sure if he is an airhead or just plain out stupid. You may judge for yourself.

A week ago Sunday, he texted me “good morning?!” I replied Good Morning. Then heard nothing else. Then, on Tuesday he texted me, “Hey there.” I wrote back hey stranger. He asked how I was. I was headed onto a hike so when I got out, I told him I had been hiking. I asked how he was. He said, “it’s been a busy week. Have you been hiking all day?” I said no, just a quick 5 miles after work. He wrote, “quick huh? Do you need company and a dog?” I wrote, “my dog went with me and kept me company.” He wrote, “cool, was it hot?” I said it was warm but generally nice. What have you been up to? He writes back, “not a lot…hanging out…work here and there.” Really? First you tell me it is a busy week. Now you are saying you are not up to much. Hmmmmm…

On Wednesday he says good morning and replies to my how are you with, “I am good. Coffee going down. All sore from insanity work out yesterday. Just wanted to say hi and have a good day.” I write back with niceties, etc.

On Thursday morning he writes, “Hi there. Are you losing interest?” Seemed odd to me. So I answered, “Why would you ask that?” He writes, “just making sure…no reason…:)” I call him out and say, “There had to be a reason. You bored already?” He says, “Not at all…maybe a little impatient…would like to meet and see if there are any sparks.” Seriously dude? We started texting Friday the 27th. He mentioned meeting and I said I’d be interested. Then he didn’t bother to text me again until Sunday with the good morning and nothing else. He had yet to propose a meeting time. WTF? So, to his text of impatience about meeting, I replied, “Then why have you not proposed a time?” He writes, “Long week…hate to set a time and have to bail…are you free Sunday afternoon? Good question by the way.” I’m thinking…you express your frustration in not being able to meet, yet you are the reason we haven’t met. Whatever. I tell him I have nothing planned for Sunday afternoon. And he aska If I’d like to meet him face to face. I tell him I’m sure that would be far more interesting than texting. Don’t you think? BTW, that is a yes.” He writes we’ll figure out where and when tonight or tomorrow.

So Thursday night we chat via text. He ends the conversation by not answering my last question. I think it is pretty odd but whatever. I accidentally text to him a story about Boo that I was trying to text to another guy (haven’t told you about him yet.). I ended the story with “sigh”. On Friday morning he asks, “why the bg sigh?” I explain I accidentally texted him the text. He writes, “haha…I was wondering….? So, when are you free this weekend?” What? Is he an absolute moron or texting so many chicks that he can’t keep us all straight. Really? I write back, “I thought we tentatively planned for Sunday afternoon?” He writes, “I thought so…wasn’t sure…works for me…just need to decide what, where and when…maybe we could talk later tonight?” I write, “sure.” Then he writes, “Ok…may golf but will call later. :)”

At 8:42 he texts, just got off course. Whats up?” By this time, I was out with my friends and in no mood to talk to this guy. So at midnight, I text back, “Hey was out with my gf. Sorry to not be able to talk.” On Saturday (at 7:37 a.m.) he texts, “Hey C, hope you had fun. Good morning to you.” When I drag my ass out of bed at 9:47, I wrie, “Good morning. It is a beautiful day outside.” An hour later, he writes, “It really is…what r u doing today?” Of course, I was already hiking (with the guy yet to be named) at that point, so at 1 p.m. when I get back I write, “I just got back from hiking. Will play soccer at 3 p.m. and then a friend’s party tonight. What about you?” He writes, “long week at work…ran errands…nap in near future.” At this point I’m dreading meeting him. He seems to have no active life and is quite boring or else full of shit. I don’t reply.

On Sunday, at noon, I text him, “so did you still want to get together today?” Fifteen minutes later he replies, “I really wdo but looks like it will have to wait…I have a track banquet to attend today…*orry…was fixin to text apcall…can I take a raincheck and byuy you a drink one night this week?” (yes I left all the misspellings in because it seemed to me he was texting and driving.) I call him out… “funny how a track banquet can spring up on you last minute and all. I mean one would think that by Friday you’d’ have known about it. Kind of rude for you not to have said something sooner, don’t you think?” A minute later I write, “I expect respect from people. So no, I’m not interested in drinks. You can lose my number.”

I think he was writing when I sent that because he wrote back, “if that were the case…you are right and I would have contacted you…however…I received a call from my boss this morning who has a sick child and he asked me to attend in his place…kind of out of my control…my sincerest apologies and if you are no longer interested…I’m sorry.” One minute later, he must have read my next text because he wrote, “ok….lost.”

I thought about texting him back and being nicer but decided not to. I was already thinking he was pathetic and not worth my time. Even if he had gotten a call that morning, he should have contacted me right away. He had no problem texting me at 7 a.m. several days that week. So why wouldn’t he have texted me on Sunday. And, if I had fucked up like that, instead of texting, I’d call. No he is rude, immature and a moron. He can’t remember what he has written to whom and isn't smart enough to go back and read previous texts or keep notes. He can pound sand. Plus, I love that I used Rachie’s line on him. I’ve never used it on a guy before and and well, I like it. Lose my number you loser!! Next….