'Harley' called

Well, when 'Harley' called last week we talked for 1 1/2 hours. It was very interesting and 'thrilling'. When we said goodnight, he said he'd call me sometime this week. He did. He called me this evening. This time we talked for a whole 1/2 hour. All he could talk about was the truck he bought today, which I can understand, he's happy and excited about it and that's cool. His father went with him to check it out and buy it. It's a 1997 Mazda.

When I asked him "So, when are you going to take me for a drive in it?", his answer was "I have to take my Mom for a ride in it."

"Well yes," I said, "but that didn't answer my question."

"I don't know yet." Was his answer, then on he went to talk about his truck some more.

As the conversation continued, he asked what I'm doing tomorrow. I said I have no plans yet for the day, but am going to a movie in the evening. He asked what movie, I told him what it is and that it's at the Centre. Then I asked him if he'd like to go to it with me.

"Nope." Seems to me the conversation went back to his 'new' truck again. Then he had to go because "Survivor" was on TV. He said he'll call me again. So far, he does most of the talking, by the way, and I do most of the listening.

At this point, I'm thinking I can pretty much kiss the idea of 'Harley' goodbye. I gave him two, yup, 2 chances to spend time with me... but he chose not to, and a stupid TV show was more important than talking on the phone to me.

I can take a hint!

Okay, so I'm a little sad... and I'll get over it. Life goes on... and on... and on....