Dating Idol Week 7


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Dating Idol - Day 43

Today was one for the record books. Not only have I ignored 73 cell phone calls from Ron, but now I am dodging him at work. He must have remembered where I said I worked, and got to the front desk where the receptionists let everyone through. It’s my job to screen out the calls that are garbage. So, I had a lot of garbage. 12 garbage calls to be exact. I’m not sure how many times he actually left a message, because I deleted the voicemail as soon as I heard it was from his number.

What’s up with this guy? I guess I’ll have to be more direct, answer one of these calls, and tell him – AGAIN – that I’m not interested.

Maybe tomorrow.

And my boss is a woman hater, I swear. If he weren’t married, I’d think he ate women for lunch. Or maybe his wife is what caused his sour mood!

He wasn’t pleased with the fiscal year to date report I turned in, even though it was correct. It’s not my fault the budget is off – I only crunch the numbers. I should have picked up a call from Ron when I was steamed at the boss. It would have made telling him off easier, but of course, he doesn’t call on the cell until after I got home.

Dating Idol - Day 44

I started in with a bottle of wine as soon as I got home tonight. It seems the girls haven’t gone out much recently. I guess we’re storing up for the big birthday bash in two days. Ugh. Two more days. It’s probably anti-climatic. All of this build up to a date on the calendar and then what? I’ll I suddenly look older? Feel older? Have wrinkles? Gray hair?

No. It’s just a number. And one I need to get over.

With the help of a bottle of wine, I turned off my cell phone so that wouldn’t annoy me any more. I had a message from my mother “checking” up on me. More like she wanted to know if I had talked to Ron since SHE GAVE HIM MY NUMBER AT WORK!! I wanted to scream in frustration. My own mother was working against me now! I didn’t feel like calling her back. I’ll see her at lunch tomorrow.

I hit the wine bottle and proceeded to get friendly with Greg online. And I think John. Then another bottle of wine. I’m not sure who I spilled some secrets to, but someone asked about sexual fantasies and I let loose. I didn’t hold anything back and I probably should have. The only good thing is I know I didn’t give out my address or phone number.

Dating Idol - Day 45

I’m about to turn thirty and I had lunch with my mother today. What more can I say? I would have been much happier with a red-hot lover in tow, but since she paid for my seafood salad and apologized for giving Ron my number, it wasn’t so horrible. I still gave her a little hard time to reinforce the notion that she NOT DO IT AGAIN!!

I think she finally got the message.

To cheer myself up I decided to splurge and take the rest of the afternoon off. It was a beautiful day and I wanted to shop. I needed a new outfit to go clubbing with the girls tomorrow. The big day. The wild 3-0. OK, I didn’t need any more clothes to try to shove in to my closet, but I needed to quell the pity party that was beginning.

I found a great black top with sheer little sleeves and a V-neck in the front. It has a couple of little sparklies around the collar, but nothing too obnoxious. Flashy enough for a birthday girl and not at all trashy. Then I found a skirt to match and some killer black heels.

Even though I have 23 pairs of various black heeled shoes, a girl can never have enough, right?

Dating Idol - Day 46

When I woke up this morning – I didn’t want to wake up.

It was The day.

I looked in the mirror. Same face, same hair, same eyes. I didn’t look 30. I decided birthdays were over-rated and jumped in the shower. With any luck, I would sail through the day and no co-workers would know about it. I hate empty Happy Birthday wishes! I just want to get out with my girls and dance. And drink.

My plan to stay under the radar worked. Until ten o’clock. My mom and dad sent a bouquet of white daisies with a balloon that said Happy Birthday. Grrr. Now the word was out.

I finally got everyone to quit asking who they were from when lo and behold – another bouquet shows up. I almost fell out of my chair when Betty (the receptionist) set them on my desk. She had that gleam in her eye too. Two dozen red roses. I was shocked. I opened the card and discovered they were from John. OK, so I forgave him for all of the questions the last few days. The flowers made up for it.

I came back from my lunch and almost cried. Sitting on my desk was a pot of violets. Someone else knew. But who? I never get flowers at work and had already gotten two bouquets! I cautiously opened this card since I feared what I would find.

It was from Greg!

I wonder what else I told him during my drunken wine spiel. He jumped a few notches on my list. I'll have to look in to him further soon.

More on my birthday to come later...

Dating Idol - Day 47

I took all of my flowers home from work and jumped in to my new clothes. I looked great if I do say so myself. And to keep the day on a positive note, I turned OFF my cell phone. I didn’t need any pests to call and mess up my night out.

We hit the club and we danced! The atmosphere was awesome! There were some great looking guys, and I believe I gave my number out to a few of them. I’m not sure, since I was a weensy bit drunk. The girls kept buying me cosmopolitans, and, to not appear rude, I kept drinking them.

I got some great gifts too. Katie gave me a cream scarf with a matching purse. Beth picked up a pair of flannel pajamas for me. I got a few gift cards for my favorite stores and lots of funny cards. The gals knew 3-0 was hard on me, so I didn’t get one black gift. I did get a few gag cards, but they were funny.

I love my friends!!

I need to remember to thank the men for sending me flowers...maybe I’ll even take them up on a date or two...who knows!

Dating Idol - Day 48

I went to lunch with the girls today. We had to re-cap the events of the birthday bash.

Katie left with a man – again. We were just chewing her out for it when my cell phone rang. Then it rang again. Then it rang again. “What the hell?” someone finally asked. I spilled the beans. I told them about what my mom did and then what Ron and I did in retaliation.

They laughed at that part.

They only cared if he was hot!!

But when I told them he has been calling about 20 or 30 times a day since then, they became concerned. They think it is creepy. I mostly feel stupid because I did it in the first place and should have known better. My penance, of sorts. They said nonsense. If he won’t leave you alone it is stalking and call the cops.

I hadn’t thought of that. I didn’t want to involve the police.

My mom knew his mom, for God’s sake. Couldn’t he just back off on his own?

Then I came home and my cell rang. It was him. I decided to bite the bullet and answered it. He sounded happy, but then went in to offense mode quickly. Before I let him chastise me for not answering the phone, I told him I wasn’t interested, it was a mistake, don’t call me again.

Now I can go to bed feeling relieved. I had better not have any calls tomorrow.

Dating Idol - Day 49

I finally connected with John today and thanked him for the roses. He asked if I had a good day, what I did, etc. He said he wanted to see me. He would be traveling to London for two weeks on business, but he wanted to go out when he came back to the US. He said he would be in my area for another convention and where was a good place to go out for dinner. He kept complimenting my pictures posted on the profile. I was feeling good, but then a little creeped out. Did he just know all of the right things to say or was he being sincere?

Greg came online and I thanked him for the flowers too. Yeah.

I guess I told Greg a few little secrets that wine induced night. He just laughed. He said he would file the information away for future use if needed. For some reason that made me all tingly. He was thinking of the future, but not pushing me to go out. I didn’t feel creeped out that I obviously I told him I liked to be on top the best. I was kind of turned on...hmmm.

I’ll have to ponder why. And it figures, Greg is the only guy who hasn’t asked me to go out.

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