Hello my few followers, here's the next installment of Kiss and Tell where we will dive into that age old question of which is more important: Love or Money?
THE MEXICAN'T
I believe I mentioned Juan as a previous little blurb in an earlier entry. We first started messaging in January just before I moved. He seemed like a decent guy, even offered to help me move. He also played guitar and would get together with some buddies to play on a fairly regular basis (I'm a sucker for musicians). Carlos was very guarded and even though we dated for 6 months I'm pretty positive I didn't get to fully discover the real him. After I moved and got a little settled we met up for coffee, he lives in Kits but came out to Delta to meet me. Hector was late (somewhat of a pet peeve)and when he got there he was extremely nervous and shy. Maybe I've done enough first meet ups that I don't get overly nervous anymore? Anyways, the coffee date went well and we made plans for dinner on the weekend. We met in Richmond for dinner and he was late again because he got lost. I think 'late' was Enrique's middle name. After the dinner he walked me to my car and asked if he could kiss me. He also asked if I would text him when I got home so he knew I got there safe. Very sweet.
If 'late' wasn't Jose's name then it must have been 'work'. This guy worked on freelance design projects after he was done his regular 9-5er. As slow as the building up of our 'relationship' was because he was so busy working or lost somewhere between Kits and Delta; We still got fairly close. Eduardo would text me little notes with sweet things like how he was thinking about my kisses or something equally as cute and he never let me reach for the bill. The first 4 months were great and we even had a discussion about what it was we were looking for and he said he wanted to build something. In hindsight I probably should have gotten more of a clarification on what it was he wanted to build, maybe we had a communication barrier and he meant he wanted to build a house.
So after month 4 it was time to have him meet some of the friends. The only problem is that something would always come up and Miguel would never show. It got to the point where my friends would call him any random Mexican name because it was like he was my imaginary date. Which was actually even funnier because his actual name was a very common non Mexican sounding name.
Think of it like this:
Funny friend #1- "So where's Jose?"
Funny friend #2- "Yeah, I really wanted to meet Pedro"
Funny friend #3 - "Did, Alejandro get lost again?"
Me - "His name is Bob......"
Diego felt bad and apologized for whatever it was that came up and he knew that it disappointed me but it didn't stop it from happening again. He did meet one of my friends so finally after 5 months I got to prove that he was real. I probably put up with way more than I should have but he said he would try and open up more and make more of an effort.
Then the dreaded moments came when my friend's weddings were coming up. Don't get me wrong, I love weddings and I love my friends, it's the whole 'Should I invite him to come along with me, will he feel awkward meeting all my friends at once, what if my friends scare him away, what if I scare him away because I've invited him to a wedding, will he show up late to pick me up and we will miss the ceremony?' part that is dreaded when your in that not exactly positive what we are yet stage. I did end up asking him to both weddings (2 weeks apart)and he said he would go. After going to the first one (for the record I told him to meet me 30 mins before I really wanted to go and then ended up driving myself so that we made it there on time)he met most my friends and didn't run away. He said he had a good time and the next day he wanted to know what my friends thought about him which to me is a good sign.
But then Ricardo disappeared. I texted him and he would MSN me back hours later saying he ran out of included texts. He didn't answer his phone when I called 2 days later. I resorted to a humorous text after a week stating 'Hey, remember me? Cute girl, curly hair?" He finally called me after that we had a long conversation. Manuel told me that he had to make changes in his lifestyle because he was going to be 32 this year and had to get his shit together. Which was a long-winded story that boiled down to - he didn't like his job. He didn't have time to build a relationship because he had to find a new job. I don't know about you all but if I'm making changes in my life I like to be surrounded with people who love and support me.
I told Julio that I wasn't going to wait for him and that I thought he was making a mistake in making me available for someone else to take me away. He pretty much agreed with me too but it didn't stop him from letting me go. Sure, he may find himself a new job and work himself to the top....but who will he have to stand there with him when he gets there?
Oh, and it left me dateless for the second wedding. Bad Form.
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