Well it’s been a few weeks since Al the blind guy was here and we chatted for hours, again. As you all know, because you read my blog faithfully, after he left I felt such a letdown.
A few days went by, and I got a call from the store wanting me to do a survey on my experience with the installer. Of course I gave him all favorable comments. A few days after that……..
I got a text from him.
A: Thanks so much for the great review! It was my pleasure to interact with you, in so many ways!
Wow. So. I thought about it for a few days, and then a sent a response:
Me: Hi Al, you’re welcome, please don’t take this the wrong way, but after you left the last time I felt really sad that I was never going to see you again. You are a really nice guy and I enjoyed talking to you. Ah C’est la Vie.
I was really nervous after sending that text, and kept checking my phone for a response. I also felt guilty, and prayed his girlfriend didn’t have access to his phone. That might be hard to explain, even tho it was “innocent”. I know what it is like to be cheated on, and never want to cause a woman pain. But I felt I had to do this, because girlfriends don’t last forever, and I wanted to at least plant the seed in his mind in case he ever became single.
So I waited. A couple of days lately, I got this response:
A: I’m sure that will not be the last time. It was wonderful meeting you as well.
Ahhhhhh. The perfect response, no? Non-committal, non-romantic, perfectly innocent and friendly.
So again I waited to respond. Don’t want to sound pushy. A rapid response might send him running for the hills. So far our texts have been a few days apart, a proper waiting period for “friends”. A couple of days later, the perfect opportunity arose. My Ozzy cat, who had a mutual affection with him, got sick and went to the ER vet. While I was there waiting for hours, I decided to send a text back…..
Me: Your buddy my Ozzy cat is really sick he has “an abnormally small bladder” and is on all kinds of meds. Poor kitty. Just my luck I get all the sick animals because God knows I will take care of them.
This time he responded right away.
Al: Oh no tell my buddy I will bring him a special treat next time I see him!
Hmmmm. Next time. He’s talking next time. Meaning he intends to come over again. Right? Maybe yes. Maybe no. Just words. Nothing definite. Next time could be years from now. So I waited to respond. A week I waited.
Me: Ozzy would love to see you again!
So now Ozzy and I wait. I don’t want Ozzy to get his hopes up, because he really really likes the blind man. He loves to rub all over him, and Al knows just what he likes……
Excuse me, my mind wandered off for a moment…..oh to be a cat!
I’ll be sure to keep you posted on my stimulating text relationship with the blind guy!