Singular Scene

So Singular in Each Particular

[Almost] Enough to Put Me Off My Lunch

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I’ve not blogged much in recent times about this whole singular business (as in the business of being singular rather than my business). Mostly because it’s none of your business really but more particularly because it hasn’t been an issue for me in a while… well, not much of one, anyway.
The promised phone call never happened, and I shrugged it off as typical of the Saunternator… all talk and no action… Of course to take that view is to dismiss the other thought, the one that imagines the subject, upon suggestion that it’s me he calls may have roundly dismissed the idea…
I prefer not to dwell on that.
So, in recent weeks I’ve been entertaining a bit of an e-correspondence with a singular person of the less fair sex which, as a girl, tends to ignite a flutter in the old emotive region.
Try as one might not to let the heart get away from the head it’s a slippery beastie and I’m forced to admit that the prospect of this masculine interest has been very gratifying. Particularly as Mr Singular initiated it a couple of weeks ago after viewing my profile on one of those GODS (Godly. Online. Dating Service) sites.
Things had been [I thought] progressing nicely enough until I stopped hearing from him over the weekend. And as a charitable girl I gave him the benefit of the doubt, anticipating that perhaps he only has intermittent access to the web… he’s a student after all…
However, after not finding any response to my latest missive [3 days old I might add] in my inbox last evening [Monday] I sent him a nudge, with my phone number in it which was apparently received well and which was replied to with an appointment to call on Thursday. All very [potentially] exciting I hear you say…
And I agree.
Until he emailed me an hour ago with a request for another photo of yours truly.
In the spirit of giving him the benefit of the doubt once again I simply imagine the last colour photo was a bit obscured and he may simply want a closer look.
However the emotive girl says? Is that all it’s about? Whether I look good enough? And I’m forced to wonder what’s the next email going to say? Is it “Ah, sorry love.. not blonde, skinny, young, attractive enough… I’m going to keep shopping…” ?
I’m just desperate enough to give it one last shot but I’m deliberatly not sending a full length photo – hah!.. and in truth, I’ve resisted the temptation to send him this…
Bloody Hell though, one stupid email left me feeling all kinds of sick.
Sigh, it’s on days like today, being a singular girl’s a total b*tch…

Comments

  3. Caroline says

    Stupid jerk. Send him that photo. You are a beautiful person and one photo should be enough.
    I think he’s a creep. Where’s the full length photo of him? Hmmmmm?

  4. deeleea says

    Thanks Caro… I could still be completely overreacting but… still… he hasn’t emailed all afternoon. I think we’re on the money…
    Did I say Bloody Hell already??

  11. Ian says

    I’d send that photo you linked: you’ll see if he has a good sense of humour at least!

    ;-)

    God bless you Deeleea. You’re a wonderful woman. If guys out there are too stupid to see it, their loss.

  12. deeleea says

    T&E and Unordered, lovely thoughts, seriously… However the distinct lack of contact would indicate otherwise I think…

  13. Unordered says

    I think he lost the photo and he wants to show his mum the gorgeous girl he’s been emailing.

  14. Tired&Emotional says

    As someone who met his own wife i thi way I’d say – Hang in there girl. Internet dating is very hard as you get no physical reaction to your thoughts. You can’t see the other person’s reactions.

    On the photo score – I think he wants to show you off to his mates. A "Look at the Shiela I pulled" type thing!!!

    Then again, maybe he has no wallpaper?

  15. Miss Lisa says

    hugs? I kinda think I’m not in a position to comment anymore, ’cause I wouldn’t be at all surprised if you told me to go away and bag my head :)