Okay people, I have a very simple question to ask you:
At what point do you decide to disclose that you're in a serious relationship with someone else while you're "seeing" another person?
So, between the second and third bites at brunch today, I asked L with whom she was going to Mexico with over the 4th of July weekend. This was our second date in two weeks, aside from the little coffee break we had the other night.
"Oh," she said. "My boyfriend."
It was the sound the DJ makes when he winds down the record that went off in my head. I think my ears popped a bit, because the music got a teeny bit louder.
I'm not upset with this new little piece of information I just received. I'm a little more bothered by the fact it wasn't said to me the other night when I made a move to kiss L (and was deftly denied by the cheek.) I wasn't subtle about it, either. I fuckin' went for it. Twice.
Excuse me miss, but WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THIS?!? It occurred to me that if I hadn't asked about her trip today she probably wouldn't have said anything either. And the flirting and the midnight phone calls would have ensued.
I played it off today just fine. We even went for an ice cream afterward before I dropped her off at home. We had talked about going to the movies when she gets back from her trip, even.
But I think I'll decidedly become "busy." That's if she calls back. It's a bummer, too, because I thought she was someone I could get into.
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The life of a (single) man in NYC
Sunday, June 25, 2006
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Whoa. Clear that clutter!
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