I've never been one to give up easily when things are important to me. It takes me a long time and several attempts before I admit defeat. But sometimes, you have to cut your losses and move on.
My cell phone can go for days without ringing. But tonight, after all of the retreat hoopla, I pulled out my phone to find three missed calls. One from a number I didn't recognize, and two from LB, one of which happened in the middle of the afternoon. It kind of scared me. An evening call is not that weird, but Mr. Workaholic does not phone me during a weekday.
What he wanted? To ask me about one of my sorority sisters, with whom he went on a date last night. Speechless, I finally said, "Um, she's nice, but I don't really know her that well."
Are you kidding me? I thought the days of getting dumped for sorority sisters were far behind me. And, I'm the one who introduced them. At a party we went to together.
After stewing awhile, I finally texted him and told him that I'd asked him not to talk to me about dating and that call was so uncool.
Yeah, I'm hurt. But more than that, I'm finally pissed. And I'm done.
His response? He understands, but he wanted me to hear it from him and not from someone else. Well happy friggin' birthday to me.
Oh, and the other call? From a guy who a friend's been trying to set us up. Best way to get over a lawyer? Date a doctor. Take that, you big jerk.
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I hope you get what you deserve (which is Mr. Wonderful...or maybe in this case Dr. Wonderful) and I hope LB gets wht he deserves, which is to see what a wonderful woman he missed out on. Bottom line--you are worthy of so many great things...the kind that don't have so much baggage. To ask about a sorority sister..somebody oughtta slap that boy with some manners, good laud!
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