Just to keep you posted ...
I can't believe this is the sixth story I'm writing about this guy!!! But an update was promised and my friends @KiwiBird and @ShadowSister asked that I follow through with said promise!
Before I do, I realize that some of you might not have been keeping up:
1) Are you one of them girls?
https://similarworlds.com/single/4341112-Are-you-one-of-them-girls-Ive-officially-sublet-my
2) We should stop meeting like this...
https://similarworlds.com/single/4366078-We-Should-Stop-Meeting-Back-at-my-favorite-crab
3) Okay, I gave him a chance...
https://similarworlds.com/single/4369773-Okay-I-gave-him-a-chance-This-is-on-you
4) You've got to be kidding, right?
https://similarworlds.com/single/4379733-Youve-GOT-to-be-kidding-right
5) Finally ... A real conversation!
https://similarworlds.com/single/4393677-Finally-A-Real-Conversation-He-walked-up-to-me-a
It's coming up on three months now since I met this guy and just shy of a month since I last posted about him. My SWeep friend @KiwiBird has officially named him Crab Shack Guy so we'll go with that.
Well Crab Shack Guy and I are both living within a block or two of this cute little waterfront restaurant & tourist shop area on the western Maryland shore. Short of hopping in a car and going for a drive, this is really the only place to be for quite a ways. There's a few restaurants, a crab shack, some gift shops, an art gallery ... you get the idea. This means that we see each other hanging out. I'm here after work in the evenings and a lot on weekends. He seems to be here nearly all the time.
Well our first several passing's were quite tumultuous and are all documented above. But over the last month things have calmed down. He's (mostly) stopped hitting on me and we've become almost friends. We've even started checking out the girls together as I recommend which ones would be a good match and worth his efforts. He's still not clear on whether I'm a lesbian, straight, or bi. I've made no effort to ease his confusion in this area because, quite frankly, its none of his business. In fact, I might even have sprinkled little tidbits into our conversations to maintain the ambiguity.
Well, @KiwiBird and @ShadowSister asked for an update so I need to stop beating around the bush, so to speak, and get to it. I relayed this story to my mom last weekend and she called me cruel. My mom. My best friend. My biggest supporter in the world. Called me cruel. 🤦♀️
What happened was that after a couple weeks of him calming down, being real, and laying off the lame attempts to get me to go out with him, it picked up again. That gives me cause, right? I mean our agreement was that nothing was going to happen between us. He KNOWS I'm not looking for any romantic entanglements this summer.
"I give up!" I declared.
"Huh? Give up on what?"
"On this whole no dating summer thing," I replied.
"Really?" with interest in his inflection! The bait is taken, now it is time to set the hook and reel him in!
"Well, yeah. I mean it's summer. It's so beautiful and you've actually been not-a-jerk for a few weeks now. So yeah," I explained. A sharp pull up on the rod and the hook is set.
"So does this mean you'll go out with me?"
"I guess it means we can give it a go and see how long it lasts." (Start your watches because this is going to be quick.)
This started a whole conversation about the things he wanted to do with his new girlfriend, the places he wanted to take me, the fun we'd have, etc. I went along with it as I slowly reeled him in closer and closer to my net.
After about 15-20 minutes of talking about our new relationship....
"Oh gawd..." I said.
"What's wrong?" he queried.
"This just isn't working for me."
"What's not working?" concern growing in his voice.
"The whole relationship thing. And it's not you. It's me." Lol, yes, I actually said that.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's just not working for me and I don't want to just string you along. We're breaking up."
Slowly he realized that I had been putting on a ruse the entire time. "That wasn't nice."
"I know."
"Then why did you do it?"
"Because we agreed weeks ago that you'd stop hitting on me."
And I returned to scanning the crowd and telling him which girls he should go ask to dance. :)
Before I do, I realize that some of you might not have been keeping up:
1) Are you one of them girls?
https://similarworlds.com/single/4341112-Are-you-one-of-them-girls-Ive-officially-sublet-my
2) We should stop meeting like this...
https://similarworlds.com/single/4366078-We-Should-Stop-Meeting-Back-at-my-favorite-crab
3) Okay, I gave him a chance...
https://similarworlds.com/single/4369773-Okay-I-gave-him-a-chance-This-is-on-you
4) You've got to be kidding, right?
https://similarworlds.com/single/4379733-Youve-GOT-to-be-kidding-right
5) Finally ... A real conversation!
https://similarworlds.com/single/4393677-Finally-A-Real-Conversation-He-walked-up-to-me-a
It's coming up on three months now since I met this guy and just shy of a month since I last posted about him. My SWeep friend @KiwiBird has officially named him Crab Shack Guy so we'll go with that.
Well Crab Shack Guy and I are both living within a block or two of this cute little waterfront restaurant & tourist shop area on the western Maryland shore. Short of hopping in a car and going for a drive, this is really the only place to be for quite a ways. There's a few restaurants, a crab shack, some gift shops, an art gallery ... you get the idea. This means that we see each other hanging out. I'm here after work in the evenings and a lot on weekends. He seems to be here nearly all the time.
Well our first several passing's were quite tumultuous and are all documented above. But over the last month things have calmed down. He's (mostly) stopped hitting on me and we've become almost friends. We've even started checking out the girls together as I recommend which ones would be a good match and worth his efforts. He's still not clear on whether I'm a lesbian, straight, or bi. I've made no effort to ease his confusion in this area because, quite frankly, its none of his business. In fact, I might even have sprinkled little tidbits into our conversations to maintain the ambiguity.
Well, @KiwiBird and @ShadowSister asked for an update so I need to stop beating around the bush, so to speak, and get to it. I relayed this story to my mom last weekend and she called me cruel. My mom. My best friend. My biggest supporter in the world. Called me cruel. 🤦♀️
What happened was that after a couple weeks of him calming down, being real, and laying off the lame attempts to get me to go out with him, it picked up again. That gives me cause, right? I mean our agreement was that nothing was going to happen between us. He KNOWS I'm not looking for any romantic entanglements this summer.
"I give up!" I declared.
"Huh? Give up on what?"
"On this whole no dating summer thing," I replied.
"Really?" with interest in his inflection! The bait is taken, now it is time to set the hook and reel him in!
"Well, yeah. I mean it's summer. It's so beautiful and you've actually been not-a-jerk for a few weeks now. So yeah," I explained. A sharp pull up on the rod and the hook is set.
"So does this mean you'll go out with me?"
"I guess it means we can give it a go and see how long it lasts." (Start your watches because this is going to be quick.)
This started a whole conversation about the things he wanted to do with his new girlfriend, the places he wanted to take me, the fun we'd have, etc. I went along with it as I slowly reeled him in closer and closer to my net.
After about 15-20 minutes of talking about our new relationship....
"Oh gawd..." I said.
"What's wrong?" he queried.
"This just isn't working for me."
"What's not working?" concern growing in his voice.
"The whole relationship thing. And it's not you. It's me." Lol, yes, I actually said that.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's just not working for me and I don't want to just string you along. We're breaking up."
Slowly he realized that I had been putting on a ruse the entire time. "That wasn't nice."
"I know."
"Then why did you do it?"
"Because we agreed weeks ago that you'd stop hitting on me."
And I returned to scanning the crowd and telling him which girls he should go ask to dance. :)
26-30, F