The New M.E. Generation











The new year’s came and went. I made the best of what was left of my vacation days and returned to work with a new attitude. But, not sign of Ivan.

I think I was halfway through my workweek when I felt ‘teasing’ Ivan with a text to see if there was ever any reaction from him.

‘I didn’t hear from you at all again. So disappointing’, text I.

He surely reacted, about 5 minutes later. That was fast! And, no, it wasn’t with a text; he actually called.

“Why are you disappointed??!!,” asked he.

“Well, because…I answered your text and you never text again.”

“I had family visiting and it got complicated. You know how that goes.”

“I know that. And I replied to you that I would have loved to meet with both of you.”

“Listen, I can’t talk now. Will call you back,” said he while finishing the call in record time of about 2 minutes.

Really? How many times haven’t I heard this before or barely having an exchange of words?

About 3 minutes later he sent me a text: ‘Sorry, my employer was close when I was talking to you.’

And in true Ivan fashion, he hasn’t followed up on what he said he would do. But instead of getting upset as I used to do, I started laughing about what just happened. It made me remind that feeling when you were a child and decide to do something that you hope results that way you hoped for.

It was just the best one in the world. The fact that I was to tell no one made it even more enjoyable. It’s like having full control of what you do in your own little world.

I kept working with a nice smile on my face and feeling so happy with myself. Heck, I haven’t felt like this for a long time.

I let another week or so to go by as I and did what I’ve done before many times, send a new text: ‘Hey, you never called me back.’

Did he reply? Of course not! So I laughed again and forgot about it.

A new chance to text him happened when a girlfriend of mine was celebrating her birthday around where Ivan lives.

I thought about texting him, ‘I will be in your area tonight’, but decided not because I knew he would be another ‘no show’.

I went to the party, had fun, came back home and put myself to sleep, just like this situation has been.

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{September 19, 2011}   The Undateables 13 – No show

I never got a hold of him. I tried to forget about it, but I was getting upset. Pretty much all the guys I’ve met had been ‘no-shows’ after an initial contact or first date.

Although I know that this guy gravitates towards certain types of women, my situation has become somewhat ridiculous.

I need another ‘friendly intervention’, and this time I’m calling Dina.

“If you don’t impress them right away,” said she, “they don’t want you for anything.”

“What? Not even for a friendship?”

“Maybe as a sex friend. But, no, nothing, not even for moral support, a sympathetic ear, to hang out with, nothing!”

“Well, that sucks!”

“Oh, don’t take it personal. Besides, with his history and your behavior during the date, do you honestly believe anything could have come out of this?” asked she.

My facial expression was at first one of analysis and then of ‘no, not really.’ My silence spoke for itself.

“I thought so. You don’t have to answer. Let it rest.”

She’s right. My girlfriends always are.

After this telephone call, I made a few more attempts to contact the guy with no luck. So, I did that, I forgot about it.

And what do I feel about it now? Nothing.



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