She’s Not a Man!
I met someone online. Yes, Plenty of Fish (www.pof.com.) Until today, I hadn’t heard her voice, but that just changed…and was cut short by a battery…on her end. HA!
It was some time ago that she gave me her phone number and alluded to the fact that I was welcome to text her any time. I was involved in other things that was preventing me from doing so, but that didn’t pan out, and I’m not the type of guy who will date multiple people at the same time. Too much truth-bending required. I don’t do lies well unless I’m at the poker table.
We have been texting back and forth for days now and I’m eager to meet her, but she’s been out of town on business. Thankfully, I’m a patient guy, and as much as I’m ready to meet my match, I’m not in a hurry to smear my heart all over the city.
While discussing former relationships, the one thought on my mind was, “why aren’t we just talking on the phone?” When she asked me for more details about my short “engagement” I queried:
“you aren’t a creeper guy posing as a cute girl, are you?”
I waited, considered calling her, was about to press the call button, and her incoming call beat me to the punch.
She’s a female. And she sounds as cute as she looks…and she laughs when I say stupid things.
Note: Just received a text that said, “Sorry phone just had a stroke.”