You ask someone you are crushing on how things are going with their boyfriend, girlfriend, significant other, secretly hoping that they’ve broken up or that at least things aren’t going well. Not only are the still together, but she goes on and on about how great everything is and you have to stand there pretending to be happy for them.
Well, Don’t Answer Girl (so named by A.C. because my cell phone used to display “Don’t Answer” whenever she called) called me. She played it cool. She waited a full 15 minutes into the conversation to ask me about me and A.C. She asked if we were “getting serious.” I thought this was an odd question considering A.C. and I have been together for more than two years. But by serious, she meant monogamous. Fact is, although I haven’t exercised it in over a year, I have the option of seeing other people, however, there was no percentage in telling Don’t Answer Girl that. She asked how things were going and I purposely down played how happy we are cause I remembered how it feels to be on the other end of that conversation.
Here’s the thing. If I was smart, I’d cut Don’t Answer Girl loose. If she was smart, she’d cut me loose. But, truth is, after years of using her and treating her like shit, I feel like I owe her something. And I don’t feel that way about many people. Trouble is, we have nothing in common and nothing to say to each other. I don’t like to be seen with her in public and we can’t be alone together without having sex.
So, I suggested we both get a copy of the same book and read it and get together for coffee periodically and discuss it. She agreed.
This is how I’m trying to evolve. By turning one of the most fucked-up, evil, dark and sinister sexual relationship of my life in to a reading club.
damn, what are you gonna read?
This is how I’m trying to evolve. By turning one of the most fucked-up, evil, dark and sinister sexual relationship of my life in to a reading club.
I’m going to have to try that someday.
Would you mind if I added you?
At least she is literate.
I am trying to think of books about fucked-up, evil, dark and sinister sexual relationships. Most literature qualifies, I think.
Just out of curiousity, why don’t you like to be seen with her in public?
Um, no, I can’t say I have had that experience. At least the book club part. When I finally decided to escape, I jsut stopped talking to the person in question. I’m not big on remaining buddies with my exes.
May I suggest some Maggie Estep? She has some pretty entertaining short fiction. And lots of it is about fucked-up, evil, dark and sinister sexual relationships. Or is that too … close?
THANKYOU!
Someone who feels the same way as me, I mean, what’s the point?
And to David;
You are a stranger person than me sometimes.
^_^
Lots of people are that way. And lots aren’t. It’s a matter of taste.
I see.
I never talk to old b/f’s if I can avoid it.
^_^
Same here.
I love Maggie Estep, but I think we’ll steer clear of her.
Add away
I’m a an attention whore anyhow.
That’s the tough part. I can’t decide.
Something from the cannon. Something from the 100 most influential books list.
I guess it’s cause I don’t want people to think that I’m into her. Which is odd since I usaully don’t care what people think of me.
Besides, have you ever shared a meal or coffee with someone you have nothing to say to? It’s really nerve racking.
Yeah, but I hide it well.
Indeed.
^_^
Hmm. I did that once, and ended up randomly sleeping with him, basically because I couldn’t come up with anything better to do, because we had nothing in common, and that’s something you can do with someone without talking to them. . . .
In general, I think hanging out with people one has nothing in common with/nothing to talk about with is just a bad idea.
Hmm. Maybe I should stop talking to you when we go out to eat so you’ll be more likely to sleep with me…
randomly sleeping with him, basically because I couldn’t come up with anything better to do, because we had nothing in common, and that’s something you can do with someone without talking to them. . . .
Yeah. That kinda sums up her and my relationship.