Mixed Signals

I really need to pick up on the whole “he’s just not that into you” thing better.

So– the saga of the guy at the gym continued this week. You know, the one I mentioned like a week ago that I find to be fairly fetch and he was also on scruff and has a workout buddy but he’s single and he always smiles and waves to me at the gym and I sort of asked him out for coffee and he seemed okay with that but then he stopped writing on scruff and never texted me and….

Yeah. That one.

Well, I saw him at the gym more this week. And we talked more. And he was just as nice and smiley. And on Tuesday as we were getting dressed at the lockers he said, “Yeah, now to run to the grocery store then go home and make dinner.”

To which I said, “Well, one of these evenings instead of dashing home, maybe we should go and grab some dinner together.”

He smiled big and said, “I’d like that very much.”

“Well, you have my cell number.  Let me know when is good– I’m free most every evening.” And that’s where I left it.

Naturally there was no text.

Then I saw him again on Thursday up in the workout area.  We got to taking and I said, “So, what about dinner tonight?”

“Oh, I can’t tonight. I already am meeting some friends after the gym,” he said as he was wiping down the equipment.

“Okay then. What about Friday?” I said. Even though Friday was my birthday, I didn’t have plans and having dinner with him would be much preferable to eating a frozen pizza by myself.

“Oh… Um… I can’t tomorrow. I have a date,” he said. He stage whispers the word “date”.  Then he went on to say, “Yeah, it’s hard to believe but someone actually asked me out on a date!”

I just looked at him for a second.

“You mean like what I’ve been doing for the past two weeks?” I said rather flatly.

“Ohhhhh…..” He looked uncomfortable. I almost felt sorry for him.

I laughed it off and smiled and I think I may have said something like “I get it, I’m chopped liver…. It’s cool.”

Then I did wish him well and say I hoped he had a good time. I hope I pulled off the sincerity. I probably didn’t.

The frozen pizza last night was fairly uninspired. At least I stopped myself from eating the entire thing.

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Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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6 Responses to Mixed Signals

  1. Tony says:

    Sounds to me that he has some ownership in the situation because when you asked him out and he said. “I’d really like that,” he didn’t have the guts to make it clear that it would be as friends.

  2. Keffner says:

    maybe he is a nice guy that did not want to hurt your feelings, but giving you false hope is no better. Why not just try the friend angle and maybe he could introduce you to an actual available guy.

  3. kevin says:

    men are the worst. i mean, we’re awesome and everything, but sometimes, we’re the absolute worst. sigh.

  4. Mark says:

    Move on. No more chit chat at the gym. He’s a hole and sounds immature.
    You deserve much better. Next time I’m in Minneapolis I’ll take you out for a drink. I hope you say yes!

  5. Partick says:

    Everything else aside, Happy Belated Birthday.

  6. James says:

    What Kevin said…..

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