ramble through the bronx
yes, this here is ramble through the bronx, the continuing musings of a graduate student* who should be writing her dissertation, but honestly, living in new york city there's really so much else to do...* and her commenting friends. And guest blogger.
Monday, March 08, 2004
oh, and the moral of the story was...
So, about that boy.
He never called.
Two of my friends said to call him -- "Hey, what have you got to lose?" So I did, & asked him out to coffee, & we made coffee plans, & meanwhile chatted on the phone for over an hour -- maybe an hour and a half or so? Fun. I thought he was maybe a bit flaky, but generally enjoyable.
So I went to the coffee date, which was a bit out of my way, but not too much. I did cancel a standing dinner date with a girlfriend (we have a "if we're not doing anything on Tuesday, we'll have dinner" plan; cancelling it was no big deal given the prospect of a date with a boy -- but I did have other things to do had there been no coffee date. right?)
Actually, I should mention that before the coffee date I stopped into Grassroots for a beer & ended up in a good conversation with a woman at the bar about Carol Gilligan. So I left a good conversation in order to go for this coffee date.
And I should also mention that the coffee date was just going to be brief anyway, as it was for 6pm & I had my New School class at 8. Right? OK.
So the boy shows up at 6.05pm (not bad). I say, "Hey, can I get you a coffee?" He says "Actually, no -- I tried to call you today, but I lost your number. You see, I just really have trouble saying 'No' on the phone. I'm ... I'm not interested."
"OK... " I stammered, "alright, whatever... take care"
"OK," he smiles [creep!], and heads off.
GRRR!! Showed up in person just to tell me he's not interested. Wastes my time. Creepy creeperton.
So the moral of the story is... if the boy doesn't call, don't bother calling. (I guess).
It's either that, or don't trust actors.
Something like that.... (this all went down last week.)
Meanwhile our grad student conference went well, much wine was drunk, and there may even have been very light flirting on the Friday night at the Tinker with (of course) a Canadian. But from Oakville, so ya gotta watch out for that. Anyway, I'll probably never see him again, and his paper, while having Hegel in the title, didn't really deal with Hegel at all. What a waste.
jane 3:38 PM [+]
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