The New M.E. Generation











About half an hour later after getting to work, I get a text from him.

Him: “Good morning again lol!”

Me: “Good morning Mr. LedZep1.”

Him: “Ha! You know how long I’ve had that plate? Over 30 years!”

We exchanged a few more messages that provided some interesting data, like he lives and works in locations not that far from mine; speaks Spanish among other languages; owns his own company; expressed having a sense of humor, which I think of myself as well. I was glad that I finally met someone who is close in proximity and has something in common with me.

I avoided asking for other details, such as his company or last name. He didn’t ask for mine. At this stage is too early for that.

Before going to sleep, I texted him ‘good night’;  he replied with ‘Hi, same to you. Will look out for you on the road tomorrow, LOL’, to which I said ‘me too’ with a car emoticon.

I couldn’t rest immediately because my mind was digesting all the events of the day. I also connected with my spiritual side and thought to myself, ‘I have to handle this very carefully. Will keep this low key for now. No calls or mentioning about meeting. Let him reach out to me if interested.’

I did a mental review of what my besties have told me: avoid having expectations or doing anything that will get you hurt unnecessarily. Last thought was directed to the universe: ‘it will be what you believe it’s best for me’.

The next day set the tone for our morning commutes. Whoever got on the road first texted the other with their location. It felt like playing a Super Mario game where you’re looking which path to take to catch the fruits.

Turns out we’ve been missing each other by roughly 5 minutes most of the time, which created many texts like, ‘looking for cars like yours, LOL’, ‘center lane on 27th; you?’, ‘damn I missed you’, ‘wished I’d seen you’.

To compensate for not crossing paths, I take selfies and send them to him. He usually sends back one of himself, the view from his office, or whatever he’s having for lunch. He has also asked those ‘small talk’ questions, such as what I like to do for fun, hobbies, family background, etc.

I use one-word answers because I don’t want to give it all away; he provides more lengthy replies, such as that he considers to be a quiet person, is not into clubs or big parties (prefers smaller events), likes to cook, listens to music (Led Zeppelin perhaps?), play golf, and take his car for a spin at a track (did I mention he has a sports car?).

It may sound awkward two adults chatting over text messages only, especially being from generations where the phone was it. But neither seems to mind. I don’t. I think it creates a sense of distance and mystery that keeps this whole thing interesting.

On one occasion, though, I sort of broke my own rules. Upon missing each other yet again, and me sending a headshot selfie with my sunglasses partially down that showed my eyes, (to which he said, ‘I’m glad I can see your eyes’), I replied ‘hopefully one day we’ll see each other in person’.

That happened close to the weekend and he had inquired if I had any plans. I thought maybe this could ‘make or break’ anything that might happen next. I know we’ve just met, but after my Kevin situation (please see The Swipe), I wanted to make sure (in case he said was unavailable) that he had legitimate plans and wasn’t declining because of a secret agenda.

That Friday we only texted in the morning. Saturday I went about the usual; sometime in the afternoon he wrote, ‘how’s your day doing?’; I replied ‘doing errands’ and asked the same to him.

He said he had a friend in town visiting that he hadn’t seen in years; that he finished playing golf and were going to do other stuff at night. ‘Have fun’ was the last I said to him.

Sunday I went with the usual. I think I texted him early evening regarding his friend, to which he said that they spent part of the day together, but had left already.

We exchanged good nights and that was it for the weekend. I took it as in that he told me the truth.

We’ll see how the ‘find me’ car games goes this week.

“I’m in the need, the need for speed.” Start the engine please.

 

 

 

 

 

 



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