What the fuck with trivia man

So last I wrote I had let Trivia Man know that I was available Friday. That’s it for a whole week, cuz I be busy.

I’m meeting HBG Monday I think and then there’s concerts and happy hours and all kinda fun things.

He didn’t say a fucking word. Motha’.

At 5:52 p.m. he texts “Afternoon.”

I waited 10 minutes to text “Good evening name-of-person-I’m-not-gonna-tell-you reader.”

He asked about my week. I asked about his. He mentioned the dinner he cooked. I said mine. I mean at least he isn’t dropping the ball and not texting for an hour or a day. He did ask a personal question about my job. I answered and he called me a Renaissance woman. Which I like immensely.

Then he says: “I’m slowly starting to feel like a dip in the hot tub.”

Now I am hopeful he has a hot tub on a deck or something cool.

I say, “A dip in a hot tub is always a good idea.”

“Well if I do you are welcome to join. :)”

IF I DO.. what kind of invitation is that? I’m being so patient with this guy because I think he is a nice guy, i don’t think he is playing games with me. I think he is a stupid texter. Possibly very busy. Maybe. Augh.

I say, after about ten minutes, “When do you think you might make that decision? lol”

“I don’t know. We didn’t figure out your bedtime. :)”

“It ain’t a work night. Name-of-job-I-do can stay out late…. if she wants. ”

“Well I got rum, whiskey, tequila and a hot tub in the basement.”

Boo it’s in the basement so it’s a shared hot tub like mine.

I volley with, “Is that a shot glass in your pocket or are you glad to see me?”

hahahahahahha

He says, “I think it is bigger than a shot glass.”

Then nothinggggggggggggggg

I finally say, “All right I got my swimmy suit on.”

Then, “You up for it?”

Then, “Don’t take offense to this but you are a slowwwwww texterrrrr and I’m being very patient with you.”

Finally after fifteen fucking minutes he says, “Lol just give me a sec 🙂 I am down.”

Finally after another ten minutes he says, “So do you want to walk down here?”

Augh.

I’m going. He better be cool.

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