About Me

Hello, my name is Jaymie. I am not one of those sappy women whose life goals and ambitions revolve around meeting Mr. Right, getting married, and making babies. But to be honest I have never been particularly good at relationships. The younger version of myself had hoped that I could get it right by now. But, I DIDNT!!!

I remain hopeful and would still like to meet a great guy that thinks the world of me and that I adore. I would still like to find my happily ever after.


I have decided to continue of the roller coaster of dating. I will go on at least one new date a month in an attempt to meet the right guy. If I don’t there will be consequences.

This challenge started in the month of August and will continue until one of two things happens a) I actually meet the right guy b) a string of terrible monthly dates makes me reconsider my stance on relationships and the idea of being the crazy cat lady becomes more appealing. Both possibilities will ensure endless humor.


Thank you for joining me on my adventure.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

New Phone Numbers

I dont save phone numbers.  Ok let me rephrase that.... I dont save the numbers for guys.   I cant say say that I have never saved the number for a guy that I was interested in dating.  I know I used to.  I am not even sure at what point I stopped.

People save new contacts in many different ways.  You could save a guy's number by first name and a secondary distinguishing fact like how you met them, i.e. Doug Match, or Jake OKSTUPID.  I have heard of the number being saved by a short physical distinction, i.e. Dave Slightly Balding or Ricky Really Sexy.Ultimately, the owner of the phone needs to be able to remember who it is next  time they are scrolling through the address book to ensure that they will not send a message or call the wrong person.  That could be bad.

 I could have easily saved the phone numbers by using the month to distinguish who it was....I just don't bother.  I usually recognize the number after a few calls or texts.

I guess not saving the phone number is one of my ways to remain a little detached.  I know saving a phone number is not a huge investment.....but it kinda is.  If things don't go well I have to actually go through the little hassle of deleting the contact.   By not ever saving the number I never have to delete the contact.

This form of detachment has bit me in the ass, twice.  Both are really good stories.

The first time it bit me in the ass was a few years ago.  I was playing on a co-ed softball team.  One week, this guy subbed for our team.  He was cute and we flirted.  He asked for my number and called that night.  He wanted to go out that night.  I said No.....I wanted to shower and look like a girl.  We ended up talking for at least an hour before I said I was headed to bed.  After we hung, he text me saying, "goodnight."  You might be thinking......wow thats so sweet.  I was thinking.....wow thats a little overkill.

The next morning, he sent me a text saying good morning.  We had some tentative plans for that night.  Later that day we were texting back and forth trying to figure everything out.  I had class that night and we decided to meet for a drink after my class got out.  I suggested BJ's (a sports restaurant/bar that has lots of tv's with tons of different games on)  Bj's is really crowded during the week and I thought that the games on could give some good atmosphere and topics to talk about.  He didn't like my suggestion. He suggested this very quiet bar that is located inside a hotel just across the street from Bj's.  He said it would be more intimate and we could get to know each other.  I was very put off by his suggestion.  It seemed creepy.  

In my head I kept thinking....."I don't care how intimate it is.  I will not blow you under the table."  So I ended up canceling the plans that night.  I think I blamed it on my class getting out later than I thought.  For the next couple of days, he called and text to try to make plans.  I was nice but always made an excuse why I couldnt go.   He was pretty persistent for about a month.  One night maybe 4 months later I was watching an improv show.  I got a text from a number I didn't recognize. The text included my name in the greeting maybe something like, "Hello Jaymie".  I text back asking who it was.  I got a reply that said his name and then another text that said, "Do you remember me?  Because I remember you!"  I was again a little creeped out by him and stopped responding at all.  He text a few more times that night and even called twice.  

The second time I got bit in the ass by my detachment was more recently.  Just last month and it involved April.  To refresh your memory, April was the guy with the very awkward goodbye.  He is the one that directly said, “Give me a hug”.  I thought it was a bit demanding.  I complied with what I planned on being a quick hug.  He squeezed on to me tightly and I could feel his lips on my cheek.  He kept holding on to me with his lips on my cheek for an awkwardly long time.  I patted his back as a signal that the hug was over and tried to let go but he was still holding on.  I moved my head and I guess he thought I was going to kiss him. He moved his head and pressed his lips to mine.  He was still hugging me.  He kept his lips pressed to mine for another awkwardly long time.  I made the sound for a kiss (smooch) hoping that that would signal the end and he would pull away......it didnt work.  I made the kissing sound even louder and  he finally let go. 

He text the next day and later that week trying to make plans.  I wasn't interested in going out again but was not direct enough the first time he asked me out.  Then when he asked again I wished I had been more direct the first time but still went with using excuses.  He would text occasionally and say thinks like, "Wat up?"  I stopped responding.  

A few weeks ago, I called one of my student's parents from my cell phone and left my number for them to return the call.  Later than day I missed a call from a number I didnt recognize.  I assumed it was the parents called back but no one answered.  The voicemail was the standard one that says the phone number.  I didnt leave a message.  When I got a phone call from that same number I answered.  A guys voice said, "Hi Jaymie"  It was not my student's parents.  I wasnt sure who it was so i asked.  The guy quickly responded and said "Its your future baby daddy"  

Really....I swear that is what he said.  I was shocked and didnt know what to say.  I was speechless.   He then explained who it was and asked me out again.  It was finals week so I had a very true excuse for saying no.  After I hung up, I did end up saving the number.  I saved it as DO NOT ANSWER.




3 comments:

  1. Hahaha! I save all unwanted people under the DO NOT ANSWER name! I have also recorded myself screaming "NO DON'T DO IT" and putting it as their personal ring tone, lol!

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  2. or just put "PSYCHO - insert name after -" and that's a pretty good clue not to pick up. lol.

    you're weird for not saving numbers. who does that? i love you, but you're weird. Future baby daddy guy is an idiot.

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