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Warning: Semi-serious me thread.
So around this time last year I had a thread in which I discussed issues I was having with a particular female I named Jane.
The short of it was that she kept telling me she wanted to spend time with me but always happened to be busy whenever I actually asked her to do something with me. The collected wisdom of Apolyton was to forget her and find other fish. Now, after some time, I took this advice - in part because she retreated several states to her college once summer ended.
Funny story: About a week after she moved back to college she randomly called just to see how I was doing. She'd never randomly called me before. She apologized about us not getting any time to hang out, again citing her apparently hectic life. I played along but found it very amusing that she waited until she was several states away from me before calling.
In January I quit my job and, lacking other things to do, traveled to Boston to visit a good friend of mine for a week or so. Near the end of the trip I, at the urging of the friend I was visiting, contacted Jane to see if it would be cool for me to visit for maybe a day (Boston being much closer to Rhode Island than Gaithersburg is). Jane responded almost immediately via text message saying that would be great. I sent another text back trying to figure out details, but she didn't respond. I called her in the evening to work out plans before coming down the next day, but she didn't respond.
I woke up the next morning assuming plans had once again fallen through and went on with my day. But then she called me back. Apologetic as always. Talking about how she was in the studio working on one project or another and lost track of the time and bla bla bla. She asked if I could still come down, but it was too late.
After that, I didn't communicate with her again until this week. Her birthday was this Monday and, just for the heck of it, I decided to send her a text wishing her a happy one.
She responded with, "Thanks! I'm here until Monday.” (I assume she meant next Monday.) Now, I wasn't really expecting a response from her at all. But I interpret this as, I don't know, an invitation of sorts. Why would she bother telling me she was in town unless she wanted to, say, hang out with me? So I fired back another text saying, "Exciting. Perhaps we can arrange a midnight run (the activity her and I and another friend almost always engage in together) before then. Where are you heading off to?"
Then, nothing. She hasn't responded in any way, as usual.
Now, I'm not expecting anything from Jane anymore. I'm not trying to get in her pants or date her or even have a good friendship with her at this point. I just really, really don't understand women. I simply do not comprehend the motives behind her actions in these situations. What is she getting out of almost making plans with me and then not following through on multiple occasions?
Women never cease to confuse me.
So around this time last year I had a thread in which I discussed issues I was having with a particular female I named Jane.
The short of it was that she kept telling me she wanted to spend time with me but always happened to be busy whenever I actually asked her to do something with me. The collected wisdom of Apolyton was to forget her and find other fish. Now, after some time, I took this advice - in part because she retreated several states to her college once summer ended.
Funny story: About a week after she moved back to college she randomly called just to see how I was doing. She'd never randomly called me before. She apologized about us not getting any time to hang out, again citing her apparently hectic life. I played along but found it very amusing that she waited until she was several states away from me before calling.
In January I quit my job and, lacking other things to do, traveled to Boston to visit a good friend of mine for a week or so. Near the end of the trip I, at the urging of the friend I was visiting, contacted Jane to see if it would be cool for me to visit for maybe a day (Boston being much closer to Rhode Island than Gaithersburg is). Jane responded almost immediately via text message saying that would be great. I sent another text back trying to figure out details, but she didn't respond. I called her in the evening to work out plans before coming down the next day, but she didn't respond.
I woke up the next morning assuming plans had once again fallen through and went on with my day. But then she called me back. Apologetic as always. Talking about how she was in the studio working on one project or another and lost track of the time and bla bla bla. She asked if I could still come down, but it was too late.
After that, I didn't communicate with her again until this week. Her birthday was this Monday and, just for the heck of it, I decided to send her a text wishing her a happy one.
She responded with, "Thanks! I'm here until Monday.” (I assume she meant next Monday.) Now, I wasn't really expecting a response from her at all. But I interpret this as, I don't know, an invitation of sorts. Why would she bother telling me she was in town unless she wanted to, say, hang out with me? So I fired back another text saying, "Exciting. Perhaps we can arrange a midnight run (the activity her and I and another friend almost always engage in together) before then. Where are you heading off to?"
Then, nothing. She hasn't responded in any way, as usual.
Now, I'm not expecting anything from Jane anymore. I'm not trying to get in her pants or date her or even have a good friendship with her at this point. I just really, really don't understand women. I simply do not comprehend the motives behind her actions in these situations. What is she getting out of almost making plans with me and then not following through on multiple occasions?
Women never cease to confuse me.
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