Yesterday, I spent the majority of the daylight hours with one of my male friends. He has a distinct name and is very private, so we'll call him Ernie.
Ernie had a word or two for me regarding Dasher. Ernie thinks I'm being too hard on Dasher and just because he begins most of his messages/texts with "Soooooooo...." doesn't mean he's being passive-aggressive. (I disagree.)
When I was with Ernie, Dasher texted with:
Text 1: Sooooo... (I'm not kidding. That was it.)
2 minutes later
Text 2: any free time this wknd?
I told Dasher that I might have a free moment tomorrow, but I wouldn't know until tomorrow. This is when Ernie called me a B (it rhymes with kitsch). He made me feel awful because he thinks I'm leading Dasher on, and I should be more definitive with my answers.
Well, I tried to do that today, ladies and gentlemen, and it didn't work. The back and forth is not the point, but what you do need to know is that I do not enjoy communicating with Dasher. I don't find him to be witty, charming, and quite frankly, I find his responses to be a bit adolescent. There I said it.
So unless there is an act of God, I'm pretty sure Dasher and I will never meet.