Alright, so even though it didn’t need to be said, the Not-Boyfriend is long gone. I mean, he already was and I had already moved on, but I’m a glutton for punishment.
A few weeks ago, I was told I was going to work out of a different apartment for a day. I was told the neighborhood, but not the exact address. Jokingly, I told my roommate, “Watch it be his apartment building”.
LO AND BEHOLD….It was the same building. Just one flight up from his apartment.
I semi panicked about running into him, but realized it wouldn’t be the end of the world. I’d say hi and keep moving. No biggie.
After the day had passed and I didn’t see him at all, I thought I’d send him a message to say hi and rub it in that I was upstairs. Why? Oh because I’m stupid like that.
So here’s how that conversation went:
Me: Had to work for a new family today. Turns out they’re your upstairs neighbors. Talk about small world.
Him: Really? You work at (his address)? That’s awesome! What are your hours? We should do happy hour some time, I haven’t seen you in forevs.
Me: Yea! Well yes and no. A family I work for lives there and usually they bring the kid to me. Yesterday I had to go there for the day. So I was there all day. But yes, let’s grab a drink or watch Star Wars sometime soon.
Him: Oh nice, so you get to work from home? Though it’s probably different from my perception of it because when I work from home it’s pants-optional. I have a friend visiting from out of town this weekend. Next week perhaps? Say, Wednesday?
Me: I think that all jobs should be pants optional. And next Wednesday is possible, but only if you’re willing to be in costume and go to Johnny D’s to see my keyboardist’s Huey Lewis and the News cover band play for Halloween Otherwise, any other day is fine.
Him: Gah! Halloween! Completely slipped my mind. Let me get back to you.
Alright, so that’s not bad, right? No. I figured I wouldn’t hear back from him- and I was right. 2-3 weeks have gone by with no word. However, way back when, he mentioned a karaoke bar that he’s a fan of. My friends were looking for a new karaoke bar and I was like “Hey, I’ll ask Not-Boyfriend. He had a good one.” So here’s how this ends:
Me: I always love when an engineer says “let me get back to you”. That aside, you once mentioned a good karaoke bar and my friends and I were looking for one. What was the name of the one you knew?
Him: Okay, okay, I know I’ve been pretty scarce lately. I’ve been in beast mode, working out twice a day, six days a week. At night I’m pretty much wiped out. The other thing is, I’ve been kind of reluctant to hang out because, well, a few months ago, I saw something on Facebook that, well, it kind of freaked me out. But ANYWAY the best karaoke in Greater Boston is at (bar).
Me: Thank you!
I wanted SO bad to take that bait and see what freaked him out. I’m pretty sure I know what it was (I made some snarky comment on my facebook page about dating someone who is apparently dating someone else, but made it a joke about Daniel Nava of the Red Sox….if it’s not that, then I have no idea what he’s freaked out about. Nor do I care.
What made me angry, and I mean ANGRY, was his comment about being “reluctant” to hang out. If he’s so nervous to hang out with me, WHY THE HELL DID HE OFFER TO GO OUT?!
So now that I’m completely emotionally removed from that giant piece of beef JERKy, I’ll write my complete story of him for you soon!