I Got Dumped

So Saturday afternoon brought me some interesting news. Perhaps you have read in previous posts that I was "dating" someone for the past few months. I use that word in the purest sense as we were in fact going on dates. No official commitment had been spoken of or made as of yet.

My intuition is strong and I knew something was up over the three few weeks. I mentioned before that I was miffed that I had not been included in any of his plans while he had friends in from out of town. And the icing on the cake was last Saturday at his birthday party, where not one of his friends had the moment of recognition when I was introduced to them. "Oh this is Pablo!" was not exclaimed once at the party. So I knew something was up. I mean not to toot my own horn, but "honk!" - I am someone you want to bring home to mom and dad and introduce to the whole damn family for that matter. But not in this case.

So flash forward to this weekend. We tentatively made plans for Saturday...after a week long of excuses: I am tired, I have a migraine, you get the picture...he says on Friday that we should do dinner Saturday night. Ok, I say. Well Saturday comes along and by 2 pm, not a word is heard from the asshole. So I call, as I am not in the mood for games. After much hemming and hawing, and more excuses he reveals that he doesn't have time for me and that he has made other plans for the evening with a friend. As I said I am not stupid and just boldly say, "I don't think you want to see me anymore!" Silence is heard on the other side of the phone, crickets chirping! I promptly fill the void, and ask "Could you please just be honest and tell me what's up?"

Again silence, and finally he says that he wants to talk, but would rather do it in person, "Wouldn't that be better?" To which I reply, “The phone works well and I am not in the mood to wait till we see each other to hear your news!” (which I already know is that I am about to get the we aren't going to work out speech. So I finally get him to spit it out: he doesn't feel an emotional connection to me, and knows that I am looking for more than just a fuck buddy.

So there it is, I am being dumped. How can this be...? I don't get dumped, I do the dumping. I can list a hundred reason why this relationship wasn't working from my side. But he gets the upper-hand and does the dumping first, damn him!