The Trick of Dating

By My So Called Love Life

What I’m listening to: “I’m only going to break your heart” by Taio Cruz

Hello Pickv community, as the weather changes as does my dating situation. Sweet fireman has been sending me texts inviting me out and I can just feel the “please!” in each text. I just don’t have the heart to tell him, ”no, really it’s me not you!”  I hate saying or hearing that sorry for an excuse, over played reason. So, instead sweet fireman I bet feels very sorry for this over scheduled girl; since I gave him any and every reason not to meet up (except for I have to wash my hair).

Dr. ego, after our first date, was very attentive about checking the pulse of our blooming “relationship.” No sign of malpractice was in sight and Dr. ego was being the utmost professional, until he made a trip to southern California. This brought out the dark side of  my “perfect” Doctor. After a very pathetic attempt of a Skype conversation, I concluded that he had lost interest and was still on a high of some girl he met down there. This was Monday, by Saturday evening close to midnight I received a very surprising Skype from you guessed it Dr. ego “hey, what are you up to?” Confused and a little hoping he had been in a comma for the week, I replied with a very calm and collected “hey not much.” Ya I know I didn’t really “give” it to him, but hey I was willing to hear out the guy; I’m a reasonable person…phones fall into toilets, laptops can explode, and an orphanage in some remote village in Haiti can always use an on call doctor, right?

So, Doctor ego very bluntly told me that he was offered a job down in Southern California and was moving down there in two weeks. He admitted he hadn’t attempted to contact me sooner because he didn’t know how to handle the situation. So, ignoring me really makes it even more ok? Honestly, I had written him off as that guy…after only the one thing your mother warns you about that boys want. Fine, some boys are like that. Though, this is worse; not only did he say he didn’t want me to become too attached but he didn’t want to break my heart. (so thoughtful this guy, right?) Well, I gently explained to him that my heart is fully intact, and he hadn’t even put a scrape on it. No bandage needed, but thanks for the extra follow up exam. So, then he proceeds to ask me if I wanted to come over for a massage. This guy has boulders here, now I remember how he got his nickname. I told him there was no way I would be a  booty(Skype) call. This must have chipped at his very large ego since he went on to say, that I wasn’t even experienced enough for him. Sorry Dr. ego, I didn’t know you were so delicate or so slutty… 

So, exit Dr. ego and enter Mr. Houdini. Mr. Houdini is the master of making himself disappear at the most surprising moments and at one big swoop of his wand he reappears with a great applause and a gasp of the crowd. Mr. Houdini  and I have been “seeing” each other for a couple of months. Every time I say well that was a great show where’s my parking ticket? He comes back for an encore performance. We both agreed to a non-committal commitment. Meaning, I’ll see you when I see you kid. This keeps our dates fun, exciting, and frustrating for the both of us. He is very good with his magical seduction, but when it comes down to it, it’s all screen and mirrors and the “fun” stuff in a relationship. Mere distractions to the meat and potatoes of the real meal.  Is casual dating cheating? Am I just having my desert and ignoring the real good meals out there?  Does it always have to be between cupcakes or roast beef?

While we ponder these questions I’ll be heading to Las Vegas where there is always a buffet for everyones’ cravings.

(Credits: Images by free2beesmees)