It’s Wednesday night, I’m meeting up with some friends for happy hour – as you do. After a round of drinks I ran into an old friend (acquaintance at best). He’s sitting with his friend in town for business. We have the usual small talk and he mentioned he never had my number, no biggie – I give him.
Thursday morning, I get a phone call from a random number.
Guy: Hey, you probably don’t know who this is.
Me: No I don’t.
Guy: We met last night. I was with *describes my friend*
Guy: What are you doing after work? We should meet up.
Me: Oh..erm…no thanks.
Me: I don’t want to?
Guy: But why? Is it your birthday or something?
Me: *looks around* I just don’t feel like meeting up with someone I barely know.
Guy: *curses* *apologises for cursing*
Guy: You have to give me a better reason.
Me: I’m not going to make something up or lie to make you feel better.
Guy: Are you saying this because I’m not based in this town and you don’t see a future together?
Me: Woah. *shook*
Guy: OK. I’ll let you off this time, if you promise to see me next time I’m in town.
Me: *what the actual fuck* Honestly, I don’t have to promise you anything.
Guy: OK. But this isn’t going to stop me from calling and asking later.
Me: That you can do.
*end of conversation*
I have no words.