Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Patience is a vurtue...

That's what my mom always said, so thanks for understanding my lapse in posting. Anyway, here is the story you are all waiting for...
Last week I chatted with a guy from match and he seemed nice. We made tentative plans for Sunday afternoon and I gave him my number so we could confirm plans later in the week. On Friday night I went out for dinner with a couple girlfriends and my friend's mother who was so nice to treat us all (thanks Mom!!). Anyway, when I finally got home around 10pm I had some missed calls and voicemail. THREE of the missed calls were from this guy. Time stamps as follows 6:12, 6:15 (with voicemail), 8:45 (with voicemail). So I listened to his two voicemails and called back right away. Below is the conversation...
Me: Hi, is "D" there?
"D": This is "D"
Me: Hi, this is Ilana from match!
"D": I called you before! (said in a gruff tone)
Me: (recovering from the shock of his rudeness) Yes, I know, I was out with friends and just walked in and checked the messages. I wanted to make sure to call back.
"D": Well, I don't have time to talk to you now.
Me: Okay, well I guess, just give me a call tomorrow and we can figure something out for Sunday afternoon. Bye.
And that was that. I hung up and took a moment to think about that conversation while scenes from "Sleeping With the Enemy" ran through my head. I did not have a good feeling about this guy, but I knew people would tell me I was overreacting, so I figured I would give him another chance. The nest morning at 11am my phone rang and it was "D"
"D": Yeah, so where to you live
Me: On the UWS, but we can meet anywhere, I was thinking 2ish tomorrow? That works for me.
"D": What are you talking about? I had planned to meet you Sunday night! Now I have to figure stuff out...
Me: No, I always said Sunday afternoon was the best for me.
"D": Whatever, now I have to go think.
Me: All right, well I am going out now and won't be available till late afternoon, why don't you give me a call then?
"D": Fine
And that was that yet again! I figured he would probably call around 3-4. So off I went to yoga to enjoy a nice relaxing OM moment. I got out of class after 2 only to find that "D" had called at 12:30...which I am sorry is not late afternoon!
What came next was an exhaustive game of telephone tag and me coming home after midnight knowing I wasn't going to call him yet again. So I texted him early the next morning and never heard back from him.
I won't lie, I am not too upset about this one. I mean, I was seriously scared for a bit. To the point that I called my accomplice to get her opinion on this situation. We concluded that I am better off and now its time to meet my March match quota!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a freaky story. Like you said, glad that one faded away quietly into the night....

Sister of Accomplice said...

TOTAL SCARY FREAK THAT YOU WANT TO STAY AS FAR AWAY FROM AS POSSIBLE FOR EVER!!! Yikes!!! Love you!