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Not Interested

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My very first, hard and fast, rule is: don’t skate and date.

After breaking up with someone you’ve skated with and been intimate with, things get awkward.

The skate rinks are like the children; time with each needs to be doled out carefully and fairly.

When can I go to that one? When are you going to this one?

And, if it was a bad breakup, there’s no discussion about any of that


It really only had to happen to me once for me to learn.

(I dabbled once more after that, but he moved to Phoenix, and it wasn’t serious.)

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I Won’t Date a Smoker (or Someone Who Doesn’t Pay His Bills)


Last night I had a date with someone I met on Tinder over the holidays.

What a nightmare!

Okay, that’s a bit of a stretch, but it was pretty abysmal.

We met at the Starbucks by his house after I got off work. Dinner was out because he was “low on funds right now.”

He was already inside when I got there and stood up to greet me and give me a hug when I got to the table. But he didn’t offer to get me a drink or food or anything.

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Getting Along on Weekend #3


The weekend was nice, but I can’t say that I am any less confused. Maybe now I’m confused differently I guess?

Friday was absolutely lovely! It started out a bit awkward because of our fight and the fact that we’d only talked a couple of times since, but once we passed the initial discomfort, things went great.

Most of Saturday, too.

We watched TV, had sex, talked, got reacquainted with each other…

But, yet again, Saturday night got all fucked up. Except last month I was asking if he was okay over and over again and this time it was him asking if *I* was okay over and over again.

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There’s Still Hope

Monday night I received a text from Scorpio:

Hey just to let you know I got some of that money ready for you to pick up whenever you want

I was SO surprised! Based on my past experiences with men (and a recent conversation) I honestly thought I would never hear from Scorpio ever again.

We met on Tuesday night after work and he paid me $100 of the $140.

He greeted me with a hug and I’ll admit that it was pretty awkward. We haven’t even spoken, only exchanged a few texts about the money he owes me from our Sk8cation a month ago.

Also, he had a friend with him and I didn’t know if they were expecting me to give them a ride or what. I asked if they needed a ride, they discussed it for a minute and decided to stick with Plan A: take the bus.

Scorpio told his buddy that he was going to talk to me in my car for a second and would be right back.

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I Scream, You Scream

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Happy Friday!


Last Year’s Attorney-Man

The most surprising and flattering thing happened to me last Friday afternoon!

Attorney by SybLaTurtue on deviantart

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In the midst of total I’m-taking-a-vacation-in-2-working-days insanity, I received a call from Brent – the cute attorney that asked me to coffee last March. March 8, 2013, to be exact (I only remember because I wrote about it here and I can look it up 😉 ).

He called my work number, which is listed on LinkedIn and we are connected there. He was awkward and charming the entire call. I’ll do my best to relay the conversation.

He began by saying, “Hello, this is Brent. You might not remember me, but I am the attorney that was representing a collection agency who had filed a lawsuit against you last year?”

“Ummmm…. Yes, I remember you.”

This part was so cute because he seemed so uncomfortable and unsure of himself. “First, I would like to begin by saying that I didn’t call you in relation to that case. I don’t remember what it was about, I don’t care what that case was about. I don’t even represent the company that was suing you any longer.”

As he was talking, I was trying to remember when it was that I went to court. When I realized it had been a full year, a giant grin spread across my face because, in all of my possible realities, I never ever imagined that I was THAT memorable! I felt so flattered, all I could think to respond was, “Okay?”

“I got your work number off of LinkedIn and I wanted to call and see if maybe you would be interested in having lunch with me sometime.”

Because I work for a real estate agency, I thought possibly he was calling me because he was relocating somewhere or looking for a house or looking to sell his (I am naive sometimes, but I already told him “no” and, this type of thing just doesn’t happen in my reality).

I didn’t say anything because I was in shock, so Brent took the opportunity to talk a little more. “I know when I asked you for coffee last time, you said you were involved and I also know that you are at work right now so I will try and make this short: I would really like to have lunch with you one day because I would like to get to know you better. Nothing fast and crazy. Just lunch”

Recovering my ability to speak, I said, “Yes. Lunch would be nice. Just lunch.”

“Yes. Just lunch. I work downtown and I see that your office is in <sometown>. We’re not too far apart to meet somewhere in between.”

I thought, Next week is bad for me. I’m going on my mini-trip with Loverman, and how strange is it getting this call right now, right before that trip. I told him that I wasn’t putting him off, but I wouldn’t be free to have lunch with him until Friday at the earliest because it’s spring break and I am taking a mini-vacation.

“Oh, Friday is bad for me…” He paused for a second, “Maybe you could give me an email address, we could email a couple times first. I would like to tell you more about myself (I giggled when he said that and almost broke in to say “I don’t need a resume” but let him continue) and we could break the ice a little.”

I gave him one of my email addresses. While I was telling it to him he said, “Crap! I have paper but no pen. I’m outside right now. Argh!”

“My email is easy,” I responded, “I’ll tell it to you and you will totally remember it. Trust me.”

I told him and he remembered. About an hour later I got the first email from him. Simple. “Hi, <>. Please let me know if you get this email. Brent”

My response was, “Hi, Brent. Email received 🙂 Thanks for calling me today. You completely made my afternoon!”

I have agreed to lunch with this man because:

  • I am totally flattered that he remembers me after an entire year!
  • I am interested to see what he has to say and how he acts (and dresses and smells)
  • I have been told in the past not to burn bridges. I am not planning on fucking this guy. Maybe he needs someone to help him with accounting work or he likes roller skating (that’s a hobby in my LinkedIn profile)
  • He really might want to buy/sell a house and needs a good agent. Our company is starting up and if I can help bring in business I will (that probably sounds hokey, but it’s one of the reasons I said “yes” to lunch)

Believe it or don’t. I’m just doing this to see what happens. Lunch seems safe…

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