Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Introducing: Radio

For a long time, I’ve had a secret crush on a man who works in my building. A man who just so happens to be on the radio weekday mornings. A man I'll refer to as Radio. A man who comes off as having a heart of gold. A man who I’ve found attractive for a long time, but I’ve never quite figured out a way to break the ice…until a few weeks ago.
Perhaps this is a bit stalkerish of me, but a few weeks ago, he happened to say his last name on-air. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to look him up on facebook, and although his profile was blocked, I sent him a message. It was an awkward message, but, in a nutshell, I asked him if he’d be willing to go out to lunch with me.
It took him three days to respond….but he accepted my invite, and sent me his phone number, as texting was easier for him than facebook messaging.
A few days of texting without setting our lunch date quickly wore on my nerves…I’m a girl of little patience, especially when it comes to something I want….I was as forward as I could appropriately be, and I told him I would be going out for lunch on a Friday, and if he was free he should meet up with me. When I didn’t hear a response from him for a day, I sent him another text that said “or not”. My text caught his attention, and he told me (via text) that he had a meeting. The man has no reason to lie to me, and I have no reason to believe he’s lying to me…he said Monday would work better, so I penciled him in.
Monday rolled around, and I made sure to look as hot as I could while still dressing appropriate for work….And then, I received his text. “I have another meeting. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it. Can we meet tomorrow?” I didn’t know how to feel…confused? Annoyed? Frustrated? Understanding?
I chose the high road, and told him that was fine….but I had to vent to someone about it. I chose my sister in law, as she’s also a single-fully employed-college student-mother, but it was after 4:30, so she had left her job for the day….a text was the only way to directly have my snarky venting message reach her.
“BTW, if he cancel’s on me tomorrow I’m going to respond with “STRIKE THREE JOE MAUER, YOU’RE OUT OF HERE.” I hit the send button, and was immediately confused……
OF COURSE I DIDN’T SEND THE TEXT TO MY SISTER IN LAW…I SENT IT TO HIM, RADIO. I can honestly say I can’t remember a time when I was more embarrassed in my life. I hate technology. I hate text messaging…and this entire incident has reconfirmed my hate for electronic communication.
To be continued…

Newsflash: Video didn’t kill the radio star….Texting did.

1 comment:

ChopperPapa said...

Are you sure of his stats? Does he have a clue of who you are? I'm just trying to get in his head a little, it sounds as if he's maybe jerking you around. Obviously I have no idea, maybe he does have meetings every day during the lunch hour...That'd be kind of weird that's all.

Did he respond to the text slip-up?