To call or not to call...

When is the point that one should reach before realizing that they should save all dignity and stop calling? This is the question posed to friends as of late... Due to the fact that mini-me won't stop dialing my number.

In the process of buying a car recently the financing guy was very friendly with me. I went along with this, as he was financing the car that I wanted. This makes sense, no? I mean I got a car for an amazing deal, including extended warranty et al.

A few after phone calls, guilt caught up with me and I went out with this guy. (I had just bought a new pair of flats, and knew this would be a good occasion to break them in.) When asking where we would be going, he said that first we would be going to his sisters birthday with his family, then out with friends. First date- family function??? This should have been warning, but I didn't heed it.

So I met the sisters, the brothers-in-law, the nieces and his mother. She loved me and asked for my phone number so perhaps I could assist her with some projects the volunteer organization for cancer patients she is works on is doing. Who could say 'no' to cancer patients and not look like an ass?

We left after the meal, and then we went out with some friends of mine- as his friends bailed out. I went to a bar with my friends- he stayed behind at one of my best girlfriend, JP's, house and continued to drink. He met us at the bar and JP ended up buying his drink, as after he ordered it, he walked away without paying. We went back to her house, and he proceeded to pass out on a chair. Dream date, let me tell you.

So I didn't call him after this fiasco. He called several days in a row, and continued to ask me out. I declined every time. Now I generally pride myself on brutal honesty, and if I'm not that into you, I want to tell you. But due to the vertically-challenged nature of mini-me, I didn't want him to think this was the cause of me not digging him- although honestly, it did contribute a bit. And I assume he was too wasted to remember any of the valid reasons that I could have given him.

So I just stopped answering the phone. For three weeks he has continued to call me a couple times a week. Even leaving messages of "Hi it's me" and proceeding to go into some long, drawn out story. Okay, I am (as you can tell) a fan of the long drawn out story. I'm even notorious for leaving them on my best friends voicemails. But if you go out with someone one time- not only should you not leave long messages in lieu of speaking with them, but you should never-never leave the "Hi it's me". Leave your name for the love of God...

So do I just pick up the phone next time and tell him in some "Swingers" sort of style to lose my number and never call me again? Or do I hope that he just will get the hint? I'm am baffled.

Then as Murphy's Law would have it, the guy I would just love to have call me- that I have a great time with- takes what I think is far too much time to call. C'est la vie....

Listening to Brazilian Girls. Check it out.