Wednesday, March 14, 2012

The Flip Out

A few weeks ago a friend of a friend (FoF) contacted me on Facebook.

"I think you're supercute," he wrote. "Let's chat."

So, we chatted. It was very very early in the morning - I'm an insomniac so this wasn't an unusual occurrence for me. I wasn't sure I was interested in him, but hey, it was something to do, since I wasn't sleeping.

FoF was very flirtatious right away.

"Oh, I think I only live about three blocks away from you," he hinted. "Very close if you wanted to hang out." It was 4 a.m. or so. I ignored the veiled way he was inviting himself over and continued blithely chatting about this and that. After about 15 minutes, FoF asked for my phone number, and I gave it to him, figuring he would text or call the next day to make a date. Wrong. He texted within SECONDS of receiving my number. "Wow," I thought. "This guy is really into me." I didn't know him that well - at all, really - but I was flattered by the attention and thought he'd be worth meeting for a drink.

The next day I got several sweet texts. And, later that night, another comment, after I mentioned I'd be at work until later in the evening: "I could be a late night dinner-and-massage delivery service." Again, with the invitation over? I ignored the hint again and suggested we touch base in a few days to discuss meeting for coffee ("How about LUNCH?" he replied) over the weekend.

The very next evening - more texts. FoF ignored my "IN A COUPLE OF DAYS" proviso about keeping in touch. "What are you doing right now," he texted.

"Working," I replied, "So I have the weekend free to hang out with friends, and to meet up with you."

"Are you working from home? Maybe you should take a break...with me."

Again with the hints at an invitation over?

My reply:

"Well, I'm working tonight, as I told you. And I don't really invite people over who I haven't gotten to know."

FoF was instantly on the defensive.

"I didn't ask to come over. I just said you should take a break."

Me:

"Well, you have hinted a few times about coming over, so it was an honest mistake on my part. Sorry."

FoF:

"No problem."

Me:

"So, when would you like to do lunch or coffee this weekend?"

FoF:

"No thanks. I'll pass."

My mouth dropped open. "Douche!" I breathed, as I texted back. "OK."

DOUCHE! Seriously? You pursue ME, and when I call you out for getting a little too eager, and veering into creepy-land, you flip out at ME? And I didn't invite YOU out for coffee/LUNCH. Ooooh, I was angry. I immediately deleted him from my phone. I contemplated deleting him from Facebook but decided against it - I didn't want him to think his antics had gotten to me (although they had).

A few days later, a text from an unknown phone number:

"I'm sorry I was crabby with you."

Looking back in my text history to find out who it was, I realized it was FoF.

Needless to say, I didn't reply. I don't need to date someone who's more of a drama queen than I am.

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