Clueless

I do not understand men. I thought I did but sports, beer and sex don't seem to explain the mysterious absence of S for the last two plus weeks! Finally plucked up courage to call and leave him a vm yesterday afternoon. After spending considerable amount of time composing appropriate wording I came up with, and left, the following:

"Hey there, it's me. I'm a little puzzled as to why I've not heard from you in a few weeks, but the bigger part of me wants to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you're out of the country and will call when you return, in which case I'm looking forward to hearing from you. On the other hand maybe I'm just being a complete twit and not taking the hint that it's over. However, you strike me as the type of guy who has the cojones to call a girl and tell her if it's not working for him, in which case I'd also appreciate a phone call. In either case I hope you are well and I hope to hear from you soon."

So...hopefully I will be hearing from him soon. If I don't then he gets a big check mark in the "Losers I've Dated" category, although time spent with him was abnormally above average in the good time department. As I am always telling KB, however, it's the follow through that counts; a concept his still-married ass has yet to grasp.