Possibly never again

No, not possibly. Definitely never again. As in I’ll never call him again, never try to go out with him again, and never respect him again. Saturday afternoon I called PP and got his answering machine. I left a message, but I hung up already knowing how it would go. And so it did.

He never called back.

So while he was possibly a prince at first, in the end he was just a frog after all. Good thing I never kissed him.

Possibly a pain

So a few weeks ago I wrote off PP for good. I didn’t tell you because, well, it was a non-event. I got back from Vegas, he didn’t call me for a week. Then when he finally returned my message, he told me he “just wasn’t feeling it” but we could still be friends. Whatever, it was one date and then a month of phone calls. There was nothing there to feel. I shrugged it off and told him future contact was all on him. Then two days ago I finally deleted his contact info from my cell phone.

I should know better. For some reason deleting someone’s contact info is like begging for them to reappear. Why is that anyway? Someone doesn’t call you for ages and expresses a continued disinterest in speaking at all. So you don’t get bent out of shape or anything. You know… whatever, it just didn’t work out. So you finally delete them and like magic, they call you the next day. Only you’re completely taken off guard, have no idea who it is, and no idea why they’re calling. And whatever the reason, they couldn’t have magically done it the week before when their contact info would have displayed and at least warned you of what was up!

So there it was, PP called. Now he’s full of explanations. He thinks he just didn’t give me a chance. He has problems opening up to new people. It was a buffet of bizarre explanations that I never asked for. He’s a nice enough guy, you know? So I talked to him. I was nice about it. And the whole weird experience culminated with him suggesting we go out tonight.

Will it actually happen? Who knows. Personally, I am not holding my breath. He has hours yet to come up with an excuse or drop back off the edge of the earth. And to be dreadfully honest, I don’t care much either way. I mean, I’m willing to give it a try and all, but if I end up at home tonight curled up in front of the TV alone, it won’t be a big crying shame either.

I have become indifferent. In some ways, I think that may be the worst thing of all.

Possibly…. oh whatever.

So I finally got tired of this weird little two step PP and I have been doing. We are talking every couple of days and every time it’s the same thing. Maybe we can do something together soon. Maybe we’ll have free time at the same time. Maybe maybe maybe. This guy really is the Prince of Possible. Poor dude doesn’t know that will someday make him the King of Absolutely Nothing.

So I lost my temper a little and wrote him an email. It was polite, but clearly said that I actually had no idea what he wanted or where he was going with this since we only ever went on one tiny date. And I asked him point blank if he was just trying to be friends or wanted to try dating or what. Because when I lose patience I get direct. It usually gets me an answer… although whether I like it or not is another story.

He did answer, in the same day even. He wants to keep talking and try dating and see where it goes. He knows he’s been a pain. He’s sorry. Blahblahblah. Then he went on to call me that night to reinforce his position. What he doesn’t know is that it was sadly ineffective as still no date was planned.

So here’s the bottom line. It’s fun talking to him and all, but I am not investing any energy or effort into this whatever the hell it is. Or isn’t. Because he’s not worth it at this stage. If he wants more from me, he’ll have to give me more first. Until then, I’ll talk if he calls.

I am possibly a bitch. But whatever.

Possibly winding down

I have now spoken to PP several times this week. It is clear that he’s interested. He is not hiding that. But he is in a very busy period at work so he has zero free time. Literally. Zero. The boy actually worked until 1 AM one day this week and went back to the job 8 hours later.

Now I have a few hard and fast dating beliefs. And one of the big ones is that the job comes first. It’s nice to email or text or whatever throughout the day (if you’re into that sort of thing of course) but if a guy suddenly falls silent? I don’t cry over it. Job comes first. I don’t call boys at work. I I just don’t mess with anyone’s livelihood. That’s my bottom line.

I will not break those rules. But dammit, this is inconvenient. I am trying to determine if there will ever be anything to this, and I can’t see him! And the two hour long phone conversation we had this week was nice…. don’t misunderstand. But it doesn’t help like spending face time would.

So as nice as he is and as much as it’s not his fault, I’m afraid my disinterest is growing. I actually feel guilty about it as I know he isn’t doing this on purpose. But it’s happening nonetheless and there seems to be nothing either one of us can do.

The tale of PP may be coming to a close if something doesn’t give soon.

Possibly a Date

This is going to come as a shock to everyone, I’m sure. But I actually went out on a bona fide date with PP. That’s right. We planned, we followed through, and we ate sushi together.

Actually we had a nice time. PP, he is tall. Way tall. Extremely tall. Which I, of course, think is totally hot. He is fairly attractive, and overall pretty normal, non-threatening and all of that. Conversation was easy, and laughter was plentiful. And one can never really go wrong with sushi. That was awesome.

The date went very quickly. And by that I don’t mean that we were so engrossed in conversation that hours flew right by. I mean that the date was short. Like, an hour and a half kind of short. Hi, here’s some sushi, nice meeting you and….. done. But I didn’t get a rushed or bad vibe out of it. Just…. short.

The next morning I did my standard maneuver that I execute after any reasonable good date when I feel another may actually occur. I wrote him a short email thanking him for dinner and letting him know I had a good time. We bantered back and forth for an hour or so then he said he needed to get back to work. So I wrote a final email and finished it off with a rather blunt suggestion that we plan to do something again sometime soon.

And that’s where it sits. The ball is squarely in PP’s court, or squire in his kingdom, or whatever. It’s his turn. And so I wait.

Possibly Again

Okay, so I started to try to write this all nice and cutesy like all the other Possible Prince tales, but I can’t be bothered today. Plus, some readers have mistakenly believed I’m trying to imply this guy I don’t even know really is princely. And while I appreciate all of the concern, I’m not making declarations about his character here. I just thought it might be cute for a change to have a fairy tale. So we’ll just call him PP now and I’ll write like a normal human being. Ok? Ok then.

Which, of course means that I’m talking to him again. Apparently PP stopped talking to me because he felt I was indifferent and wasn’t interested in pursuing a gal who could really take it or leave it. He seems to have come to this conclusion because I never placed a phone call to him. I know, I know…. it’s almost as if he’s never met me right? Wait a second… Anyway, after a careful explanation of how I can be a bit old-fashioned about some things in the beginning stages of knowing someone, we managed to set it right.

So after we both explained the mishap, we’ve been talking again. And, while I won’t swear to it, I think we may be going out sometime soon. He’s doing some crazy stuff at work so it can’t be this weekend, but we’re eyeing up some night next week. Maybe. Depending on work schedules.

At any rate, we’ve been talking this week and generally having a good time. He’s super tall, which I like. He laughs a lot, which I like. And sometimes he even snorts when he laughs, which just cracks me up. All in all, I’ve been having a good time with it and that’s what is most important at the end of the day.

So there you have it. Not a happily ever after, but not a disappearing hero either.

The Possible Prince – The Possible Final Episode

Initially, the princess started to become impressed by the possible prince. After the first round of contact, he hung in. He chatted on IM, sent a few emails, and even called once more. The second phone call was even a bit longer than the first and much laughter was had. The princess thought he was quite possibly a prince after all.

On that last phone call, the princess started to feel around, to see if the possible prince would ever ask her out. After a couple delicate princess-like hints, our possible prince indicated a definite interest. But, seeing as both kingdoms were celebrating their mothers, the queens, on the coming weekend, it was agreed that actually scheduling something would have to wait. The princess felt better though, knowing the interest was there and the date would be forthcoming. Or so she thought.

As it turned out, after that our possible prince fell silent. All news from his kingdom stopped all together. The princess pondered the situation, but her kingdom had been in a flurry of activity lately, so she didnt have the time or energy to devote to determining if she wanted to work on the problem. As more days slipped by, our princess slowly stopped caring if the possible prince was going to bother again.

This morning, when the princess woke up, she realized it had been at least a week since she had heard from her possible prince. In her mind, this quite possibly made him not a prince at all, and indicated a strong possibility that their kingdoms were never meant to merge. Our princess pondered possibly sending a squire to tell the possible prince that the time had come to shit or get off the pot. But she couldn’t decide if such a message was even worth the squire’s time. Especially given the other activities currently going on in her kingdom.

Our princess was torn. Before the dust settled on the kingdom’s current state, she thought she’d like to try out one more possible prince… just to see if she was happy with some decisions she’d been making lately. And while she still could. But our possible prince was proving to quite possibly not be a prince at all, and frankly the princess wasn’t sure he was worth the effort and the squire it would take. And so her dilemma wore on, meanwhile no messages were being sent between the kingdoms.

What should she do? Should our princess walk away? Or should she try one last time to contact the possible prince, just to see? Is he really worth the effort? Your humble narrator would advise you to stay tuned, but I fear this tale will end quietly. With the not-so-possible prince fading into royal oblivion as the princess can simply no longer to be bothered to even care. But she may change her mind. Still, my advice is not to hold your royal breath.

The Possible Prince – Episode 2

Yesterday morning our princess awoke and indeed sent a brief message to her possible prince. She kept it short and simple, referencing their conversation, telling him she enjoyed their chat, passing him her normal email address, and telling him she hoped to hear from him soon. She hit send and shrugged. Come what may.

The princess had made up her mind that the possible prince was also possibly not a prince. She had decided the story would probably end quickly. Best to be pessimistic in these endeavors anyway.

Today, the possible prince wrote back. Our princess quickly drafted a reply and then agonized over whether or send it right away or play coy. With some advice from a neighboring kingdom in hand, the princess did not play coy and instead responded when she was ready. She did not expect to hear from him anytime soon though.

Imagine our princess’s surprise when the possible prince sent her several emails all in the same day! What’s next, the princess wondered…

Indeed, what is next? For the answer to this question and more, stay tuned for the next episode of The Possible Prince.

The Possible Prince

Once upon a time, there was a lovely princess. She had everything she needed in life except her prince. She searched high, and she searched low, but still the prince eluded her. In a final effort to find him, our princess turned to online dating. She posted ads hither and yon, but nary a prince was found. One day, despite her better judgment, she even posted an ad on CraigsList.

Much to her surprise a princely candidate answered this ad! In her excitement, she responded rapidly to his message and even sent pictures. But alas, our possible prince disappeared. Or did he?

Then one day, our princess was feeling blue over an unexplainable incident with the undead. She innocently perused yet another dating site, and lo what should she see but the possible prince! Did her eyes decieve her, or had fate thrown him in her path once again? In her weakened state, she contacted the possible prince and then she waited. And she waited. And she waited.

A whole week went by and our princess had all but forgotten about her possible prince. One morning, while innocently checking her messages, what should appear but a reply! From the possible prince! And so a slow motion email exchange began.

This went on fora week or three when the possible prince requested the princess’s phone number, which she gladly provided. But then a dark time set upon the kingdom and the possible prince disappeared yet again. A week went by and nothing. 4 more days passed…. and then, there was contact. The possible prince has been on vacation but promised to call that night.

The princess was skeptical. She eyed her phone warily but did not get excited. The night the hours wore on and her phone remained silent. The possible prince was nowhere to be found. And just as our princess was settling in to watch a new episode of House, it rang. The possible prince had called.

They talked, they laughed, they did not hang up for over an hour. Much fun was had. But eventually, the possible prince had to prepare for another day of work in his kingdom and our princess needed her beauty sleep. They parted ways with no date set and no promise of future contact.

The princess was confused. She slept on it and decided to email her possible prince in the morning and thank him for the fun conversation. And now she waits again.

Will the possible prince answer her email? Will he call again? Will he actually ask her out? Stay tuned for the next episode of….. The Possible Prince!