Hey everyone, sorry it's been so long, there's been a lot going on since Christmas/New Year's. The cat's better now (yay!), there's no water coming through my ceiling, and work is tolerable (which is a huge leap up from where it has been in the past LOL).
With all of that being said, it's easy to see why I haven't had time to get out and date or find fodder for blogging isn't it? Well, as luck would have it, a few days after I told a friend I'd run out of stuff to blog for the time being...I ran into an ex. The universe gave me plenty of material in that chance encounter and the texting session that followed a couple of nights later.
Let's call him...Jack...that works...it's short, simple, and representative of his personality as a jackass. LOL I'm not bitter, really, but I AM completely amazed that I was into this guy my last 2 years of high school and panted after him for at least 3 years after that. We met in Math 11 in high school, even though he was in grade 10. He sat in front of me, and decided to taste my lip balm one day...it was one of those tins with a lid as opposed to a tube. For whatever reason it was the start of a weird friendship/something more that I couldn't shake for 5 years or so.
He was an athlete on one of the local teams, smart, cute in his own way, and charming enough to get pretty much whatever from whomever he wanted. The problem was that while I fell partially under his charms it drove me nuts, and I was constantly ticked off at him.
As time went on we both ended up at the same college, and since we lived in the same neighborhood we ended up seeing a fair bit of one another which eventually morphed into a not quite relationship. One night, towards the end of this 5 year hassle, we finally hooked up...and it was abysmal, horrible, catastrophic, whatever you want to call it, that was it. Our friendship died within a few weeks and a couple of shouted arguments on public transit later. Not a proud memory, but hey...
I think about him now and then, mainly when I see his parents' place (I still live in the old neighborhood), or come across a tin of peppermint lip balm...but I don't think of him much and given that it's been 8 years, that's a good thing. And then I ran into him at the Skytrain last week.
He was in town for 2 days for some task, staying with his folks. We chatted briefly, then my bus came and I left after giving him my number and saying he should text me so we could catch up. He started with the jabs as soon as I left, texting to say it was him and making sure it worked because "I didn't want to ignore you again". I told him I was going to let that jab slide and he laughed. I wrote back to have a good time visiting the folks and figured that was that. The thing I couldn't help thinking as I mulled over the conversation, was that he hadn't asked me a single thing about myself or what I'd been up to for the last 8 years, and when I tried to share anything he talked right over top of it and told me more about his fantastic life. I don't remember if he did that when we were younger, but he was never the best listener and had clearly gotten MUCH worse with time.
The following night I got a text saying he was horny. How charming! I declared that that was too bad, that I was getting ready for bed. He asked if I'd like to see some pictures...then proceeded to send several unbidden. My poor phone needs to be disinfected at this point :p
The best part of the conversation was when he said "I have a girlfriend". So I figured he was just messing with me about the horny/pictures, being a dog, the usual. I said "That's great, have fun with that." His next message shocked me..."But we have an arrangement/understanding." I was then regaled with the understanding that they have and the rules she has for him to sleep with other people. It blew my mind. I thought that was the worst thing I'd read until I received this: "So? You interested? My **** is willing and ready ;)". I never ever EVER thought I would be in the position to say the following to anyone "Gee, thanks, but no. I make a point of never getting involved with another woman's guy."
What the heck?!?!?!?!?
He took it reasonably, wished me a good night (after some more attempts to convince me to meet up with him), and that was that.
I told a girlfriend about it and she asked "Where do you MEET these creeps?? Why are they drawn to you?" I'd love to say that I met him in a bar, or he was some guy off the net I barely knew, or some other random excuse...but we were kids together in New West. Just goes to show you that the guy/girl next store - not necessarily a decent person. LOL
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