I was sitting in slow moving traffic yesterday and I caught a glimpse of an old girlfriend in a car going the other the other way. I made a call to a mutual friend and found out that yes, she was indeed back on the island and had been here for about 3 months. I told our friend to tell her I was asking about her and I wanted to call and to tell her to call me if she wanted.
When we were “quitting seeing each other”, whenever I asked her out or asked to spend any kind of time with her, she would refuse, saying I didn’t want to see her. Even then I was saying WTF?? If I didn’t want to see her, why would I be calling and asking to see her?? Our mutual friend told me then that she had done stuff like this in the past. Self destruction of relationships
When Hurricane Ivan came, she was on vacation, her apartment was destroyed, and I thought she never came back. I heard she was in the Pacific. I sent her a short email, telling her about the storm and asking for the above mentioned friends phone number. She replied with a long detailed email about everything, she came back briefly after the storm, her move to the Pacific, how she liked it, the locals, etc. It was a VERY long detailed email. I responded to her email, which was also somewhat long by necessity.
She then replied that I never wanted anything to do with her while she was there, now it seemed like I wanted to “strike up a friendship”. I said WTF? again! I had sent a short email seeking for some info, with some polite chatter included, she replies with this immense email to which I merely responded. Our mutual friend again told me she had messed up relationships in this way before. I said hell with it and didn’t reply to her email.
I called the same mutual friend yesterday. Her attitude was completely different, like I had been the one to mess up the relationship. She told me I needed to “giggle more” (exact words). I said “Giggle more? WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?!!??”
Me, f***ing giggle….right!
So I told our friend, nevermind, DON’T tell her I called, DON’T give her my number, and forget the whole thing.
Case in point: She’s on the island 3 months and doesn’t contact me. As soon as I see her, I instantly try to contact her. Who doesn’t want to see who?
Yet this morning, I was thinking it would be nice to “spend some time” with her, if you know what I mean…
Looks like the hurricane’s going to miss.
Grand Cayman is moving out of the cone! <—–temporary link