Hunting The Muse

So, I have this

So, I have this friend. She dropped me, with no explanation. She just doesn't return any of my email, doesn't return my phone calls, just stopped writing me, just dropped me. We had gone out a couple of times, had a great time, exchanged compliments, looked forward to hanging out again, and then it's like she was just wiped off the face of the earth.

There's a couple ways to handle it. There's paying no mind to it and then knowing that if/when you run into each other again, you can just be happy to see each other, "Heeey! Been a long time! How ya been?!" etc.

But instead, I actually addressed it in email, when we didn't know each other. "So, you haven't really written back. I hope you will one of these times because it seemed like you'd be a good friend." Which under certain circumstances is direct enough that it makes people uncomfortable. Maybe I didn't know her well enough to be so direct.

And since I handled it that way, it means the gauntlet has been thrown. I have been sort of dogged, have written her four or five more times over the last couple of months. Always friendly, always "Hey it would be great to hear from you". Because honestly, there wasn't a hint that there was something wrong, and it seems really weird, like I wonder if I push hard enough I'll finally realize that there's some major misunderstanding that has nothing to do with me that could be easily cleared up if she just spilled the beans. ("Oh, you mean it wasn't YOU who skinned my dog? God, I'm so sorry I assumed it was you!")

But it's also at the point where I can imagine that this thankless person who is insane enough to not listen to the signals that AN EMAIL BACK WOULD BE APPROPRIATE might also be insane enough to convince herself that I'm sort of stalker that just keeps sending her email and won't leave her alone. And I'm pissed that I was this abruptly dropped; it is beyond rude.

So I'm at the point where if I run into her randomly on the street, I don't know how I will react. Maybe I'd just look through her and be cold, or maybe I'd look right at her and tell her off. But I certainly wouldn't be "Heeeey! How ya been?! Great to see you!!" At least, not if I were feeling reasonably centered when I saw her.

It might change things if I got a mea culpa, I suppose. But I won't be writing her again.

Damn it.

Oh, and I'm just going to assume she's not like dead or in a coma or something. I'm comfortable with assuming that.

Oh, and I mentioned her briefly before, and some of you that read it wrote me and said, "Hey, you don't mean me, do you??" No, it's not you. I mean, unless it's YOU. And if so, what are YOU doing reading this?? I didn't even think you knew about this blog! And by the way, you're such a jerk!

And frankly the biggest reason I am bummed about this is because I think her married sister is really cool. Really, I never even liked her in the first place. She's a big poopy. A poopy, I say. And my bike was stolen and I'm having a bad day.

This would be an excellent time for someone to send me a present or take me out for a piece of warm apple pie. Posted by Curt at May 18, 2002 06:50 PM