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My Question of the Day

Even though I said I wouldn't worry about it, that guy STILL hasn't called. It's been two weeks since he took my number. One of my friends told me that I shouldn't really be that concerned since he's crazy. I know she's right, but here's my question...

Why take my number if you have no intention of using it?

It's not like I offered it to him. HE asked ME for the math. If he didn't intend to add to my equation, why did he bother to extrapolate my digits? If you ask me, he could've kept it moving.

Okay...that's all I have for now. Stay tuned...

Comments

Tiffany said…
Sucks huh? I've re-arranged weave tracks trying to figure this one out.

Why do they do this? You know what, I do not believe this question has ever come up at the Battle.

Well, hopefully you all didn't exchange digits; it will make it more tempting to call him. Since he asked for your number, I feel he should call you
October 19, 2008 at 4:55:00 AM EDT
Annie Nova said…
My assumption is that he is simply too chicken-shit to make the call. Acquiring the numbers one thing; actually dialing a whole different ballpark. Some guys lose the nerve to take that next step, and my guess would be that he was more scared than you were. My second theory falls along the lines of the act being an ego boost of sorts. Similar to the small moment of triumph I experience after having been asked for my contact info (regardless of whether or not I actually intended on giving it), men pat themselves on the back and add up mental bonus points for the number of numbers they so meagerly attain. Either way, this guy is not worth time or your thoughts, as you already know.

Thank you for your words of encouragement. They really do mean a lot to me. I stumbled upon your blog a few months back, and since then have always found your entries to be sharp, informative, thought-provoking, witty, and just all out entertaining. You're an inspiration to the whole lot of us, not just a broke, college student who can't decide between being a writer or a scientist.
October 21, 2008 at 4:21:00 AM EDT
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