Today I got a notification on my cell phone that Nike-dude wants to be my friend on Facebook.
But I wonder what he’s thinking. I’ve known him for 9 days. Nine days, 1 date, 3 conversations on the phone and some random texting, because men seem to be really adept at texting these days. The three conversations on the phone might have been more but for the fact that when he asked me how I felt about “daily contact” in phone conversation #2, after date 1, I said “I’m not into it, and if you need it, I’m not that girl.” Quite frankly 3 conversations in 9 days is too much. But I suppose he’s trying to get to know me. Yes, that’s right. I’m not trying to get to know him. I already know enough and I’m not interested. What I am interested in is the party on December 10th that he invited me to.
Still trying to figure out if the party is worth it, most moments I think it’s not. My girlfriends disagree. If nothing else they think it’ll be good Blog fodder. Of course, its easy for them to say that. They don’t have to date him, listen to him or act interested.
I have a date with him next Saturday. He told me, in conversation #3, that he was “busy planning our date.” I don’t know what that means. I’ve never been told that before. B use to ask me what I wanted to do, and offer up a couple of suggestions, neither of which I had to choose if I didn’t want to, they were only suggestions. Blue eyes never had any suggestions outside of sex so I pretty much dictated what, if anything, we would do. Never had a man tell me he was “planning” a date without any input from me. He doesn’t know me that well, yet he’s planning. I’m kind of, sort of, fascinated and curious. But not in a good way.
But Facebook friends?
I went to Facebook, clicked through to his page and looked around. First, I discovered that he either doesn’t care about privacy or he’s an idiot, like my ex-asshole, who doesn’t know how to block his shit from random viewing. I was able to look at all his pictures and even read his wall. Just gave me more reasons why I am sure we are not compatible.
Unless you are my friend you can’t see anything other than my profile picture on Facebook. I think that’s all he needs to see. I’m not sure I want him to look at all my pictures, know who my friends are, or know what I share on Facebook. Truly I’m a Facebook light weight. I don’t post often and more often than not its about running. But even still — do I really want to give him the opportunity to post any of his stupid comments on my wall? No. I think not.
I will ignore his friend request. His time is short.
Blue eyes never asked to be my Facebook friend, even though he mentioned how his “smart phone” directed him to my Facebook page and encouraged him to send me a friend request. I applaud him for not succumbing to the taunting from his phone. Not for much else though.
He called me, by the way. On the phone. I answered because I was caught off guard. He asked me if we could keep our date, that had been planned a month ago, for Sunday, December 4th. I hesitated and he was quick to indicate that we could just get together and talk. Jeez. I said yes, because. . . . well, I’m not sure really. Possibly because I felt bad for ignoring every text he sent me over the last 11 days. Or maybe I want to reward him for actually using the phone like a big boy. Probably, however, it’s because while I’m not interested in dating him anymore, he is a nice guy and I like him more than I like Nike-dude. If I’m going to go out with Nike-dude next Saturday, just so I can go to a party the following Saturday, I could give blue eyes the courtesy of a final in-person conversation on Sunday. Truthfully, I expect to enjoy it more than whatever Nike-dude is “planning.”
Next weekend is looking kind of full.