The Evolution of Perspective

Then
He’s so cute. I wish he liked me. I wish he was my boyfriend. He could be my boyfriend if I tried. I just need him to call me, then that would get momentum going! When is he going to call? It’s been two weeks. Maybe, I should send him a text message; something casual. But I’ll have to come up with an excuse for getting in touch, otherwise it’ll seem obvious that I’m into him. I know! I could remind him about that number he was supposed to send me. Reminders don’t count as making the first move, do they? No. I’m not going to do that. That’s desperate.

Ten minutes later.

You know, I could pretend that I’m sending a message to a friend and accidentally send it to him! Yes! That’s a brilliant idea. I’ll make it something fun so he thinks I’m a fun person! That might be a tad obvious though? Honestly, Eleni, who sends a message to the wrong number anymore? Well, the truth is I’ve done it accidentally a few times. Why can’t this be one of those time? OK. Yes. This is the new plan. But it has to be about something relatively benign, otherwise he’ll know what I’m up to. Think, woman, think! Ooh, idea!

“I’m on my way. Send me the address please.”

Perfect.

“I think you meant to send this to someone else.”

“Oops! Sorry! How are you?”

. . .

No reply. No reply ever.

Crap. I knew it! I knew he wouldn’t reply. I knew he wouldn’t like me! What’s to like? I’m not cool. I’m not cool at all. I’m boring. Why don’t I like things like… motorbikes and pizza? Yes! If I liked motorbikes and pizza, he would like me. If I was a girl who liked interesting things, he would’ve replied to that message. Why can’t I be that girl?

I hate me.

Now
Open Amazon package.
Take out books.

Oh! It’s those biographies I ordered. Awesome! Um, excuse me? Why is this biography a million pages long? I can read big books but this is ridiculous. I can’t believe he didn’t mention this book would be so big.

Take photo of book.
Attach photo to email.

“Why didn’t you tell me it was going to be this big?”

. . .

No reply. No reply ever.

I can’t believe he didn’t reply to that message. Besides the fact that it was adorable, I set him up for the best joke ever. How could he miss that opportunity? Hmmm, this man might not be who I thought he was.

This man’s probably not the one for me.

Other posts in my Evolution series:

• The evolution of a dumped women’s thoughts
• The evolution of desperation
• The evolution of confidence