Dexter the Texter

Several months ago my mom began gushing about a vendor she met through her work. She would rave to me about how good looking he is (for me...not for herself). I was still dating Reality Steve when she first mentioned him so I didn't think much of it. Shortly after things ended with R.S. he came into my mom's store again and my mom started digging to see if he was married, dating somebody, had children, etc. He was single and expressed interest in meeting me.

He reached out to me on Facebook and we exchanged emails for a few days. My mom was right...he is super hot. He is completely my type - rugged and masculine. My eye always goes to this type of guy but I've never actually dated "my type." I date cute boys, not hot ones. I was kind of excited at the prospect.

We live an hour away from each other so it was a couple of weeks before we could actually meet up. He was just as good looking in person, but on top of it seemed like a really nice guy and had a great sense of humor. We hung out for a few hours and it felt comfortable. The date ended on an awkward note though because while he was expressing interest in seeing me again he said this was really bad timing on his part. He was about to start working 6 days a week for the summer and he was anticipating that he wouldn't have any time to head up to my neck of the woods to see me and put in the effort to start something up. He didn't completely rule out the idea though. I left the date thinking...whatever, if I see him, I see him. If he was looking for an out that would have been it and I'll just wait and see if I hear from him again. Immediately after the date he texted me. From that point on, I have heard from him every single day for two months. But only through text message. We've talked about everything from our backgrounds to how our days are going to full on flirting...through text message.

I was going to be near his town for 4th of July weekend. I told him I would be around. I understood if he wouldn't have time but if he was bored give me a call. He said he'd let me know. I then of course proceeded to get texts from him all weekend, but nothing suggesting that we actually get together. I realized he just wasn't interested and he was probably lonely and/or bored and that's why he enjoyed texting but he didn't want it to be anything real. I saw it for what it was and continued to respond to his texts just as a friend, with the understanding that I probably wouldn't ever see him again but it was entertaining.

One night when he was out and had a couple of drinks he started texting me about how this is such a bad time in his life but he really likes me and thinks I'm great and he wishes we lived closer together so he could have been hanging out with me that night instead of his friends. I told him that I had no idea he felt like that. He responded basically saying, why else would he contact me so much if he wasn't interested in me? I still continue to hear from him everyday but there is no talk of us ever seeing each other, even though he continually hits on me and tells me he finds me attractive. I don't know what he wants from me...but I do know I'm not going to wait around or bug him to find out. He knows where to find me. The whole situation is very bizarre but in some strange way I kind of feel like I've made a really good friend out of it. If I do ever see him again I will already know so much about him and we've bonded over several things. I guess this is what it feels like to have a pen pal.

In the meantime the dating game continues...