A few years ago, I went to a high school reunion (I won’t say which one, lest Brian Clarey start up with the doing-math-in-his-head thing). Everyone kept saying how much better I look without glasses! It was really flattering.
So bumped into this guy (literally, knocking the drink out of his hand) who was one of the cool kids back in the day. Anyway, he was single, and I was single, so needless to say I was pretty thrilled that spent about 30 minutes catching up. He lives in St. Louis, a good bit away from our little North Carolina hometown. He has the most fascinating job: selling the packages that raw chicken comes in! Plus he’s so tall and handsome. If you overlook that thing on his ear, he’s a real catch.
Anyway, the reunion ended. He went back to St. Louis and I came back to Greensboro. Well imagine my surprise the next week when I got an e-mail from him! I e-mailed back, of course. We kept it going, too. Soon it was four or five e-mails a week, then four or five a day, until we were e-mailing constantly throughout the day (and on weekends, too!). Sometimes we would exchange 50 e-mails a day! Next thing I knew, two years had passed. Time sure flies.
Last month, I started wondering if maybe he had, you know, feelings for me. So I summoned my courage, and sent him an e-mail telling him that I was starting to think of him in a, well, in a sexual way. I gave him three choices: 1) We could talk about my feelings; 2) We could ignore them; 3) Or we could just not talk to each other any more.
Well, wrote back and said he’d picked No. 3. And I haven’t heard from him since.
What was my mistake here, girls? Was it arrogance for assuming he might like me “that way?” Or was it talking about feelings? I understand guys generally don’t like that. Any thoughts?
