All The Good Ones Are Married...Or Straight!

Last week, I ran into a guy I've met on several different occasions...Mostly business. Let me tell you, he strikes a perfect balance of what I'd look for in a guy. Friendly, very attractive, outdoorsey (which is SOO not me, but I think it's good to have contrasting interests to compliment one another), soft spoken, and did I mention attractive? He's also pretty hard to peg down....Not really gay...Not really straight...Just 'right'.

So Mr. Ambiguous, we'll call him Thad (because I'm stealing aliases from my buddy Dirk), says out of the blue..."Hey would you like to grab a beer sometime, you know somewhere discreet?" UH...what? I stammered sure, not wanting to sound too eager. He said, ok great, how about this weekend. Before I could respond, he was scribbling something on a post it note, "Here, it's my cell number, give me a call and we'll make plans." I gave him my number, and told him to call whenever...

...Whenever happened to be the very next day. I missed his call, but he rang my cell and not my business line, although he asked for a business related item and added, 'oh let's have dinner this weekend...Call me and we'll figure something out.'

I called him back, but his voicemail didn't pick up, so I had no other way of talking.

Sunday afternoon rolls around and he calls and says "W, I'm soo sorry. I meant to call earlier, but my girlfriend was in an car accident, and I've been with her all day." (Quick note, girlfriend was not hurt, just shaken up)

Hmm...I knew to not read too much into his ambiguity...I told myself he's probably straight.

However, the plot twist here is what Thad said next. "Well, I want to make it up to you for having to back out, so let's definitely have drinks this week, what about after work or something?" I told him that's fine...no big deal...things happen. I know he plays poker a few nights a week, so I said, well what nights do you play, and we'll plan for a different evening. He said, oh no, I don't mind missing those guys and a night of poker to have drinks with you!

Weird, Weird, Weird.

Oh and my mom got an inside cat today. Mom is NOT a cat person. Definitely not an indoor pet person. What is this world coming to???

I've hit the gym five out of the last six days. I'm fearing burnout now. Oh well.