Somebody give me a good slap!
Did I say I would extricate myself elegantly? Did I really, uberpeanut-brained as I am, imagine elegance is possible in these situations?
Let me describe what I’m up against. Since yesterday morning Martin has sent me:
- Two messages on the website
- Three emails
- One request for IM
- Eight texts of which four have been of the ‘Can I phone you now?’ followed shortly after by ‘Can we have a chat now?’ variety. The answer has thus far been no because I’ve either had other people around me or have genuinely been otherwise seriously occupied with something else. You know the kind of stuff – about to get in the shower to get ready for work, driving, diagnosing friend’s nervous breakdown, putting my finger in the dike that’s holding back the pile of crap that’s about to engulf me etc.
Anybody got a backbone they could spare?
4 comments:
Please tell me he hasn't got your address?
No, he most definitely hasn't, KH. And I didn't meet him anywhere near home. And I never even told him where I live other than the most general location on the website. You can sleep.
Funny, wouldn't all that attention be flippin' awesome if you just liked the guy? ;-)
Poor thing is totally smitten with you. You heartbreaker .....
I guess now it's time to break his heart, er I mean let him down easy. Will you go the 'it's me not you' route or the 'i've met someone else' route or the 'you're creeping me out' route? ;-)
I know, I'm absolutely no help
Yes, I've got to get rid of him. He is definitely creeping me out. It's like he's standing less than a millimetre from my face, breathing something noxious on me. I don't like it!
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