accidental feminist

This is the only pre-planned response I have in my catalogue… November 30, 2005

So “Gillian” called me back. Almost thirty minutes (exactly) after I erased her number from my cell phone.

We chit-chatted a bit and then came the below interaction. Editor’s (me) notes preceeded by “Ed.”

GILLIAN: I need to talk to you, about us.

Ed. This can’t be good.

ME: Okay.

GILLIAN: Oh, this is hard to say. I really liked our time together, but I didn’t feel anything romantic between us during our date.

Ed. At what point didn’t you feel that? The eye contact, great conversation, the long kiss? When?

I play it cool. And I also let a vaccuum form so she has to get out all her pre-planned stuff.

GILLIAN (cont): I had a really good time and I would like to get to know you and be friends.

Ed. I say nothing.

GILLIAN (cont): Hello?

ME: I’m still here.

Ed. She goes on about being friends and reiterates her point. Now, I am not one for canned material, but I do have a response for that. Here it is…

ME: Well, the word friend and the concept of friendship is really important. I think in situations like this “being friends” is a concilatory offering. Being polite.

GILLIAN: (On the defensive) I didn’t mean it like that, I just think you’re cool and I would like to be your friend.

ME: I’ll make you a deal. If you still feel - in a month - that you want to get to know me, dial my 10 numbers.

GILLIAN: Okay, that sounds good, I’ll call you in a month.

ME: Great. Okay, I need to get back to my writing.

GILLIAN: Okay.

ME: Take care Gillian.

GILLIAN: Bye.

ME: Bye.

Ed. I wouldn’t have played this scenario any different way. But it was disappointing that it turned out the way it did. If you had asked me how it would turn out, I would not have guessed this. However, I have to admire someone calling after a first date to reject the person they went out with.

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