Apparently not; not only did I get one of those generic “phone book wide” texts yesterday requesting sponsorship in the London marathon (treats!), he followed up this afternoon with a general “How are you, how’s life, share with me” style message. I don’t really have anything that needs sharing with him, and to be honest, I can’t really be bother with polite background chat either. Silence seems a little too harsh, but having to wade through a few days of polite text exchanges before having to crack on once again with the thanks-but-no-thanks conversations just seem like way too much effort though. Ergh – boys.
We're six London based girls, each looking to find the 'plenty more fish in the sea' that we've been promised but have so far failed to succeed in catching. We've now communally decided that it's time to widen the net and go fishing 'online', with one essential security blanket; a monthly dinner date with the girls to discuss the crazy world of men, one disastrous experience at a time...and so The Slutty Supper Club was born.
Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Next steps?
I thought that a fairly dismissive message and a lack of follow up communication over the past two weeks or so would have been enough for The Personality Twin to get the message and acknowledge that whatever was going on between us before (which was pretty minimal, at best) is no longer in action.
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Background chats,
Miss P
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