Three ‘shells’… three men. I’ve been in a place like this only once and it was a number of years ago. Last week, I found myself in correspondence with three men. And, I found myself moving past that initial email to phone calls. Unfortunately they were all scheduled for about the same time.
I consider a phone chat a mandatory prerequisite (yes, redundant) for dates. But, the evening was funky as I ran over to drink with a distressed friend. He wrote to say he had 2 bottles of booze, tequila and bourbon, with a little note saying ‘drink me’. Who can refuse that type of plea? I can’t. He had Knob Creek, so we sat in his kitchen sipping straight liquid gold and talked about our respective romantic issues. So, I let the call with Joe. v3 * slide. It was a major mistake. We had a date scheduled for last Weds. I think. It didn’t go well and had we talked first I would have known this and cancelled. But, I didn’t.
It’s interesting trying to sort out 3 very different men. On the night I went out with Joe.v3, I talked on the phone with the other two. Believe me when I tell you that shifts gears like that is not easy. I was sorta brain dead by the end of the evening, but it was fun. One is a scientist, one a rebel-bad boy-biker and the third is a library administrator. Two of them had the type of profile that draws me in; intelligent, well-written with an array of interests. And, the third? Well there was just something there that seemed to offer promise of adventure-he would be the bad boy.
On paper all three looked equally interesting. In person? Well, so far I’ve only met the scientist. It was a long 2 hours and ‘pouf’ it’s over. So, we’re down to two. I’m talking on the phone and emailing with one and the other ? He’s been out of town or something…we have a tentative date this coming up weekend. I’m shuffling the shells around and waiting to see where the prize is. If there is a prize. And, really I’m the one doing the shuffling and juggling as I wait to see which, if either, of these men holds enough interest for me. If I had to predict, I’d say that the library dude isn’t going to be it. But, the key is to be open and unattached.
It’s fun and I can’t see that there isn’t any reason for me to just enjoy the distractions. Both are being attentive enough… one is checking in daily and asking questions and showing interest in me. So, that’s a good thing. But, in the end it’s all a shell game. Slight of hand, clever disguises could be the prevailing theme right now.
* Joe. v3. I have had a run on Michael/Mike and Joe in my life of late. The last 4 men I’ve had more than a few dates with have been Michaels and Joes. All unsuccessful. And, through my romantic history I’ve been entangled with 4 men named Michael or Mike. The most recent Michael has turned out to be a good friend….with good taste in liquor. But, the next time one of these names shows up on my computer screen I’m probably going to run. It’s too complicated. The only good thing is that I’m less likely to yell out the wrong name in the throes of passion.