Call me

Abba once sang, “ring ring why don’t you give me a call, ring ring the happiest sound of them all”. Then Blondie tried with, “Call me, call me, anytime call me”. So why is it so hard for a man to pick up a phone and dial?

If I meet a man out on a Saturday night and he asks for my number I expect to hear from him at least by midweek. As I’ve mentioned before there is a “Tuesday rule”. Which is really the appropriate day to have called by to show your interest. Now my recent experience did little to give me faith in men and their grasp of this concept. I met a guy out in the city with friends. We spotted each other dancing and struck up a conversation. After a few hours of talking and dancing, the club closed and he walked me to the bus stop swapping life stories along the way. He was from Ireland, (god I love an accent), 38, quite handsome and had come over on a holiday. To make a long story short he had a fling, got the girl pregnant and now lives here with a 2-year-old son. He seemed relieved to have told me his story, I like kids so this wasn’t an issue for me, and I told him so. So he asked if he could see me again and got my number. Ok, maybe we did have a little pash at this stage but there was certainly no sleaziness happening. I walked away with a smile feeling really good about him, trusting my gut instinct that he would call. Two weeks later my gut has given up on instinct and has indigestion instead! Of course he didn’t call. After Tuesday came and went I thought I’d give him a little bit of leniency, and accept a call later in the week, very kind of me. But by Saturday I gave up disappointed and confused but moving on. Next!!

The next time I ventured out, I again met a nice guy, a bit younger this time 28 I think? After making eye contact a couple of times I decided to make the move. We introduced ourselves, got talking and he seemed like a decent guy. He was on a buck’s night and spent most of the night on a stool as he had a Rugby injury. But seemed happy chatting to me most of the night. When it came time to go again he took my number and said he didn’t take girls home the first time he met them (not that I offered), and would like to call me and see me again. Thinking I had nothing to lose I gave him my number and bid him farewell, thinking I won’t hold my breath for that call. Good thing cause by Thursday I was again disappointed. Why do they bother getting your number if they are not going to call? If they’re not really interested they should just have the balls to walk away. I’ve decided that from now on I’m going to get their number if they ask, and see how they react. If they don’t want to give it to you then they’re not that interested.

As my bible, “He’s just not that into you”, by Greg Bernhart, states; if he doesn’t call, “he’s just not that into you”.

Posted in Dating on August 23rd, 2008 by Blog Admin | | 2 Comments