Really you’re going to wait EIGHT days after a date before getting in touch? When you claim to have impeccable manners and be an old fashioned gentleman? Jog on sonny I’m not down with that. Or am I?
Scooby’s excuse for leaving me hanging was being busy at work, a lame excuse if ever I heard it so why is my head being all understanding and thinking ‘aww poor lamb working so hard’. What’s up with that? Apparently I’m really intelligent and I have really nice eyes however he’s not sure if he felt the ‘x factor’ between us but he thinks I’m certainly a really nice girl and he wishes there were more women in the world like me. Pretty conclusive right?
Not if you’re inside my head. My noggin is trying to convince me that having said on our date that people take time to grow on him perhaps it’s not necessarily a bad thing that he isn’t sure, maybe he just wants to take some time? Maybe in a few dates time he’ll realise that actually I’m not so bad after all and would probably make quite a nice girlfriend? Actually he won’t because there is an offer on the table to meet for coffee ‘as friends’………………….. I could probably have dealt with that, he’s intelligent and we have D&M’s (deep and meaningfuls) and also it doesn’t do a girl’s self esteem any harm to be seen out and about with such a bloody handsome man, but as per usual in my dealings with the opposite sex there was a kicker, a sting in the tail, a caveat…… Scooby is soooooooo busy and important (can you HEAR the sarcasm?!) that he can’t fit me into his schedule for THREE FRIGGING WEEKS.
I’m blessed with lots of friends, wonderful friends who make it a priority to see me because they like spending time with me. We all lead busy lives but we still make time for each other, which is why I should tell Scooby to hit the road and not look back. I can’t bring myself to send a reply telling him ‘thanks but no thanks Chufty’, it’s as if I am some sort of masochist who likes the feeling of being dangled on a string by a long tall streak of piss.