This was supposed to be date #2 with the guitarist. Obviously it’s not happening. This is for three reasons:
1.) HE cancelled. (Kind of.) He was booked for a gig last minute tonight, so he couldn’t make it to a movie (my idea: less talking involved). He invited me along, but I politely declined.
2.) He won’t stop calling me at work, even when I’ve asked him not to. I can’t answer the phone in the middle of meetings to talk about comic books and Nintendo games. (Seriously, this is what he calls about.)
3.) He keeps talking about “the long term.” Maybe I’m a commitment-phobe, but it’s creeping me out.
4.) He failed to acknowledge (in any way) my birthday, which I've been talking about since we met. I mean, not even a text message. Not even an e-mail!
Poor kid. I’m being cruel. He’s super sweet, kind, polite, ridiculously good looking, funkily alterative… and totally not for me.
Sorry to disappoint… I know you all were rooting for a date #3.
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