Dec
19

Text Messaging and Romance

Recently, I had a rather lovely blind date with a gentleman I’ll call Jim. The evening was pretty much perfect. Great food, good conversation and no groping for any off-limit areas when the night ended. “This was fun,” Jim said, “I’d like to do it again sometime.” I gave him a casual, “Me too,” response and that was it.

Two days later my cell phone snaps me out of a daydream as I stare aimlessly at my computer monitor at work. It’s a text message. Thinking one of my girlfriends must be the sender, I casually open my phone. I’ts Jim. His message reads, “Are you free tomorrow night? I know a great steak place”.

What should I do? Ignore the message for a couple hours so he doesn’t think I am “waiting by the phone?” If I do, will he think that I am not text-message literate and therefore totally un-hip? Or do I respond right away, but with something vague like, “Got ur msg. Busy @ wrk. Call l8tr.”?  Oh the trials and tribulations of advanced technology!!

 I decide on a tactic somewhat in-between. I will wait for an hour, text back with, “Sounds gr8. What time were u thinking?” and then he will know I was too busy to respond right away, right? Or maybe my delayed response will make him think I am blowing him off, and he will make other plans! AAAHH!

 As I mentally tackle this challenge, the clock continues to tick. Thirty minutes pass. Then forty. Almost an hour now. Is it too soon? Is it too late?

I decide to take a break from my desk, and resolve to text back when I return.  I purposefully leave my cell phone on my desk so I won’t even be tempted by it. But alas, the odds are against me. As I get up and push my chair back getting ready to rise, I inadvertently knock over my giant coffee and it spills all over my desk, soaking my cell phone and all the secrets it holds. It is dead. I know it is as soon as I see the screen fade out. Now there will be no return text message to Jim, no great second date, no blissful romance. Jim’s number is stored in that phone which is now a fish in a pond of coffee, never to be revived again.

 I should have texted him back right away.

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