Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Oh dear, Big Boy.


I last left you with the unappetizing tid bit about Big Boy Bob. Dude really likes me though. I normally have more of a heart about these things and wouldn't showcase this example for the world to see..............but................
I couldn't resist.
Cackle, cackle, cackle..........

Comments in read, per usual.

Him
---Original Message---
Does this mean that you're never going to go to AC with me?

I would hate to think that the last time I get see you would be the time in your apartment - with the rest of the night at our disposal - when I had to cut the evening short due to some gastrointestinal distress.

I would like to see you again.



Me
---Original Message---
Hi Bob,

Does what mean I'm not going to AC with you?

The last time I understand was not in your control...don't sweat it. That kind of thing is not a "deciding factor" for me. However, the fact that I'm not attracted to you IS a deciding factor

I am starting classes tomorrow for the Spring semester. If last semester was any indicator, I'm going to have a dearth of free time. I did have a good time with you, but I think we have different sensibilities and I'm not sure things would work out. It was certainly nice to meet you. I hope we both find what we are looking for. So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. I'm letting you down easy, buck-o.

take care,
Me.


His reply:
---Original Message---
.The fact that you stopped returning my calls and e-mails (in reference to not going to AC with me).Aw. That's
sad. That's really sad.

I understand that you will have less time for socializing. I don't understand what changed abruptly (at least abruptly from my perspective). One day we were getting cozy in your apartment and then you didn't return my calls. It was weird to me.
Yes, my heart can be fickle. Especially when the image of your face coming towards mine provokes the little gag reflex in the back of my throat.

I liked that we were different because you knew about things that I didn't - it was a cool feeling.
I know a lot of things you don't. I'm very smart.

You're a lovely and smart woman (although you talk funny) - have dinner with me again. Something simple where can talk, laugh and drink like the first night we met. You seem free tonight and I'm not in court in the morning. Say "yes". Ah, thank you for the kind words. But unfortunately for you, complements just aren't gonna work this time.


My response....
-Original Message---
I apologize if things seem weird....sometimes that's just how it goes I guess. If I recall though...I did just return your email and only didn't call you back once - to be clear. I'm not a flake.

I have the first day of classes tomorrow and need to get to up there early...at 8:30, so I must decline.

It has been nice having dinners with you....I just have to be honest with what I'm feeling - I'm not sure we are the best mix. Bye! Again! Au revoir! Tootaloo! Ciao! Seeeee yaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Suckah.



See these angelic-faced children? They are playing your song. It goes like this: Na na naaa naaaaa, Na na naaaa, naaaa, hey HEY heeey, Goodbyyyyeeeee...........(repeat)


Oy. His response. This guy doesn't give up. Ya kinda gotta give him credit....for being a stubborn moron
-Original Message---
You didn't get a good enough sample as any chance of us continuing in a physical vein was thwarted by my intestinal discomfort (surely brought on by the food and drink at stupidly trendy and sceney restaurant I decided to bring you too. Which, by the way, I admit was a horrible choice and greatly regret my poor decision, as it was, alas, the last time I got to feast my eyes on your beautiful face, your lovely eyes, your......ahem. Sorry, carried away.

I think we should expand the sample period by one more night. Or let's call the last night a do-over. Then make a decision.

:)


Me. Again.
---Original Message---
Hmmmm. You make a lawyerly point.
At this point I don't know how to put it differently in a nice way...........I don't want to see you. I pity your ignorance to the situation. Please don't make me put it to you straight. Do you really want to CONVINCE me to go out with you again? Really? REALLY? Have some pride man.............


Him. Again. This one's a doozy....
---Original Message---
Good thing I'm a lawyer....

I just want to let you know that I called you right after our last date as I wanted to take you out with me that weekend when I was having dinner with some of my oldest friends.

Just so you know.

Aw, sh-t. That is just .........so.......unfortunate. Sigh.

And that - is just a little sample of my dating world. Sometimes fun. That's just how I do.