The New M.E. Generation











We sat down for a while, in separate chairs of course. I wanted to have my own space and faced him forward at all times with a serious face. I wanted him to see that I was fine with him being at my place, but nothing was going to extend from that.

After a while he got hungry and expressed wanting to eat steak, and asked me what good restaurants were around. I was new to the area, so I only knew of one place that was reasonably priced.

But, he started mentioning these fancy venues that didn’t had another location around here. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind going to a nice place to eat. But if there’s an equivalent one with the same quality of food and service at a lower cost, count me in.

He kept researching on his phone for a location and not really interested in hearing about mine, which made me upset again. Not only did he criticize my apartment, now my restaurant is not up to par either?

I don’t know whose this guy thought he was and what was making him think that he was better than others, but I wasn’t letting it affect me.

I’ve had my share of shallow people before and have learned that they’re not worth investing your energy on them. I have taken these last years in removing all the stupidity that they had inflicted on me, and into finding who I am and all the good things that make me the person I once was.

I am a work in progress, but surely like what I see on the mirror each day forward.

So, I let this guy play with his phone some more until he realized that what he wanted was not reachable at this time (like anything else besides going out to eat).

I somehow managed to convince him to go to my restaurant and he agreed with a good face. And getting him out of my apartment could be the best thing to do, or not?

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I did take a break of speaking with Alex for a while, and so did he. I had no idea of his whereabouts, and his lack of communication made me feel he was still pretty upset with me.

I kept telling myself that the best thing to do was not making any effort in contacting him in any way. But Thanksgiving was coming up and the sentiment behind this holiday was making me reconsider this situation.

For me it was a time to put aside all those bad feelings and come together for the blessings received during the year. This included having meeting him and his friendship.

Maybe the timing is perfect to clear out all that happened before and start (or end) in a much favorable way.

But I was wrong, yet again. He didn’t answer my call nor returned it, leaving me with a bittersweet aftertaste. It made me feel he was still totally upset with me. Even more, he couldn’t put aside how he felt and appreciate my ‘peace treaty’ attempt.

I can accept he doesn’t want anything with me, but not even having the courtesy to thank me and wish me well? Ouch! That’s such a killer.

So, in the end, I ‘ended’ where it all started; alone and without a friend, guy or anything. He made his choice and there’s nothing else for me to do.

I tried to come to terms with it and can only conclude that it was not meant to be. Blame it on timing, our insecurities, our past, the change of weather, whatever.

Was it worth it? Don’t know and I’m not going to dwell on it.

All I can say is, ‘it happened.’ That’s it.



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