The Longest Night of the Year
So ... last night I was casually reading (Uphill Walkers, by Madeleine Blais, which I highly, highly recommend) paying no attention to the fact that IGA-Boy has not yet fulfilled his promise to call me and arrange a time to see a movie. Because I am so cool and casual, I was barely aware of this, which is why I just happened to position my cordless phone within arm's reach, and to check the clock periodically and assess how many minutes remained before the end of Acceptable Time for a Phone Call (in my estimation, between 8:50-10:45 p.m.). Of course, around 11, I just rolled into bed without giving a thought to Mr. IGA, and checked email this morning in a similarly cavalier manner. And then, because my week is just filling up with alternate plans, I sent an extremely breezy, casual email remarking on the ice on my car and my finance committee meeting. I inquired about the movie idea, giving ample room for him to outright reject me without it seeming like outright rejection ("I remember you said you had out-of-town friends visiting this week, so if it's too hectic, I totally understand--just let me know"). To which he responded:
"Hey Dori,
Lock de-icer is another handy tool you may want to consider as you tackle this car business.
It was fun meeting you too, not too sure about next couple of nights, probably catching up with out-of-town friends. I'll be in touch, enjoy your meeting tonight."
I interpret this is as polite and semi-outright rejection, and I have to say, it really sucks. Also, it comes right on the heels of the semi-outright rejection by Dr. Surgeon, who emailed greetings upon his return from Michigan, and something about his exhaustion and horrible call schedule. The subtext: "I am not a jerk, see? I contacted you as promised. However, I do not wish ever to see you again. " This eliminates the need for a weird phone call, but again, my pride is a tiny bit wounded. I wish I was the one to send that dismissive message.
I am a little disenchanted with my latest foray into the dating scene, and may retreat again for a while. But then, what would I write about?
Posted by Dori at 9:27 AM
1 Comments
Oh no! Don't get discouraged! There are many possible reasons why he wrote that email:
1. He really deeply cares about your frozen car lock situation, and wanted to send you this message about lock de-icer as quickly as possible, not having any time for social graces and next date plans. These will come in time, but first, he must help you conquer the elements.
2. Between your date and the email, he got amnesia and is trying to stall to make sure no one knows. Thus, he writes back, promising to be in touch later, biding his time until his memory comes back.
3. He's busy, but wanted to at least drop a line...There is the possibility that he *will* be in touch, no?
I'm betting on amnesia. But if he doesn't get "in touch," he officially sucks. How could he turn down such an obviously brilliant woman like you?
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