The New M.E. Generation











I suggested we went to the restaurant on my car using the reason that I knew how to get there easily.

Reality was I still wanted to be in the ‘driver’s seat’ of controlling the situation. Plus, after his never-ending travel to my place, I just wanted to get to the location quickly and finish the night the same way.

We got there within a few minutes and got some wine. I, again, was facing him forward and kept my serious demeanor at all times.

He started talking about pretty much what we did way back on our first date, especially on the ‘I can’t believe my friend didn’t tell me about you’ topic, and I realized this was going to be a long evening.

“Listen,” said I, “if it is beyond your believe that he never told you about me, why don’t you call him and complain to him directly?”

That threw him off guard completely. Seriously, dude, enough with your whining already. I’ll tell you why he probably didn’t tell you; you’re annoying!

When he realized I wasn’t into discussing that topic, he kept on with other ones from before, but between the drink and meal, I simply tuned out the conversation. I managed to do that so well I can’t recall any of it.

And, just when I thought the dinner had some time left to finish, turns out the people sitting at the table next to us were from the same hometown, and off he was talking to them.

“Well, hey,” said he, “you probably knew (name), he was my uncle! Man, I loved that guy!”

Where does this come from? I knew who that person was. He was a very well known public figure that became famous on a national level when people from home were starting to make a presence in it.

Unfortunately he passed away rather quickly about 15 years ago and it was a big blow for everyone. He was very close to him and the drinking surely brought back memories of the times they shared together.

The people at the other table didn’t pay much attention into that so he kept talking about it with me. Although I admired his uncle, I wasn’t much into listening about him, but at least it was a change of topics that didn’t include me, his friend, or anything else I’ve already heard far too many times.

He kept on going until, to my luck, we finished dinner, the wine and anything else he wanted to say.

Time to move on = ‘check please!’



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?



A few more months later, Jeffrey decided to go back home for good. I don’t remember how it all happened, but I believe he mentioned he was leaving again and did not know when he would return.

It did not take me by surprise. I knew it was coming. In a previous conversation, he had said he was very distant from his spouse and couldn’t handle the situation any longer. On top of that, he was so desperate, he just wanted to ‘drop everything’ and simply leave.

And he did. He left all his material possessions ‘untouched,’ meaning he didn’t sell them or anything. He left that for his ‘significant other’ to deal with it.  Sounds to me he ‘snapped’ one day and simply decided to leave immediately.

And after some time after his departure, he announced he was not coming back. Not another surprise. He ran away, yet again, but for the last time.

Some months later he sent me an email saying he was making a quick stop in ‘the city’ and asked for my number. He wanted to see me, but wasn’t sure if he would have the chance.

I knew it wouldn’t happen, so I didn’t make the effort of contacting him. I was right, nothing happened. He went back home and we haven’t made contact ever since.

Do I still hear from him? Sometimes I do, on and off, of course, online. Later on I did learn he finally got divorced and was happy.

Happy. Hmm, let me think this one over. Better? Probably. Entirely happy? Don’t think so.

I’ve seen pictures of him and he physically looks very good. But in some I can still see the pain of the life he’s lived and left behind.

One thing I’ve surely learned from my experience is that you may run away from all your past. But your demons, unless you confront then face forward, they will run back to hunt you sooner or later.

But I’m hopeful for him. I think he will overcome everything, but, when? That’s not up to me to provide any longer.

This cougar has served her time with this guy.

Do I want to be a cougar again? Don’t know. For now I’ll just keep on roaming until my next ‘catch’ occurs.



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