Sep 10, 2005 09:07
Ok so, I called Scott last night. When I called I got his voicemail, and I did my little happy dance around the room because I called and didn't have to talk to him, therefore, leaving it up to him to make the move and call me back. He did call me back about half an hour later. It was.....interesting....
First thing he says to me, "Where were you on Thursday?" "What do you mean?" "I was waiting for you in the Student Center and you never showed up." "Well, I didn't know I was supposed to meet you there, but I was there....about til about 12:30...1:00...."
I asked him about classes and what he was talking about he made a 90 on his math test and blah, blah, blah....asked him what he was majoring in, "Fire Science." "Uh huh, ok..." "Training to be a firefighter." "OH! WELL THEN SAY THAT! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK 'FIRE SCIENCE' IS!"
He went on to tell me I was hot and all this shit and that he enjoyed talking to me, and that he wanted to get together tomorrow. I heard a bunch of noise around him and asked him where he was, "Oh, I'm over here chillin' at a friend's house....drinking." "Oh, so you're drunk telling me I'm hot and you wanna go out and all this shit. Does that mean you won't remember any of this tomorrow?" "I'm not that drunk." He wanted to go out tomorrow night, but I told him that I might be going out with my Mama, so I wasn't sure if we'd be able to get together. I said that maybe we could go in the afternoon, "I have to work tomorrow, but I don't think I start until 4pm." "Ok, well, call me tomorrow and we'll talk about it." "Oh yeah, I'll defintely give you a call." But, after he said he was drunk I knew the conversation was gonna be shorter than I had anticipated. I'm not a fan of the drunken phone call. You can't ever believe anything one says while they're drunk.
He asked me if I thought he was hot. I was like "Well, you look good...but I haven't quite decided about you yet." "You haven't decided about me yet?" "Yeah, your personality is still in question....anybody can look good." "You don't like my personality?" " Wait a minute now, I didn't say that, I said it was still in question. I'll have to get to know you better."
The conversation ended with me saying I had some homework to do, and wrestling to watch....which led to a conversation about wrestling for a minute or two. Of course, there was the question I get everytime "YOU WATCH WRESTLING?!" Yeah fucker, I watch wrestling....for some reason men find that hard to believe. Anyway, I said that he goes "Oh, you have to go?" "Yeah, you're with your friends, and you're drunk.....so Imma go. Call me tomorrow if you're still interesting in getting together whenever you get sobered up." "Oh ok, goodnight honey." "Goodnight sweetheart."
Yeah....
I'm kinda indifferent to him right now....let's say....on the fence. First of all, the fact that he is 17 is painfully obvious. Hot.....he called me "hot." Which, ya know, I don't mind so much for like sexual encounters and occasional praise. But, that's all he said.....no other compliment. I'm more partial to "beautiful" myself. This is what made me realize that yeah, the boy acts like a typical 17 year old, at least when he's drunk. I just kept thinking....You're so.........seventeen. When he says "hot," he means, "Your tits are big and I'd like to stick my cock inbetween them....then maybe suck them, but my cock first." But, ya know, he was drunk. So, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt there.
We'll see if he even remembers he talked to me, which if he's smart at all I'm sure he will. And, if we go out then I'll decide then. If he still insists on only complimenting me on my "hotness," then it's gonna be a friendship thing. I know I'm hot....I don't need to hear it. I look in the mirror (much of the time anyway) in my bra and panties....or just my panties....and say it to myself everyday. The fact that I'm hot is obvious, the most superficial compliment one can get. You have to try a little bit harder than that....you wanna impress me, fish a little deeper for that compliment, son.
But, on the flip side. He's obviously interested, at least in a friendship....because he said he waited for me for a while in the Student Center, and he called me back in a timely fashion tonight. And, he wants to be a firefighter. Nice, manly job. I like that.....god, ok, I love that. Fantasies are already building in my mind. And, he did compliment me. Regardless of what it was....he said something. He could have just not said anything at all.
But yeah, it was a good conversation overall....I totally controlled it. That rocked so much. So, if he calls today then we'll take it from there. He's still in question, and I will let him know that I don't want him calling me anymore when he's drunk. It's nothing personal, I'm just not a fan of talking to people when they're drunk.
So, he's still in question.....we'll see what happens today. That'll probably decide whether I wanna continue with the dating thing....or a friendship thing.
P.S.- THANKS ELISHA!
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