I Don't Want to Talk about It

Submitted by Angie:

Martin and I were out at dinner. I thought that everything was going well. At one point, he excused himself to go to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, he hadn't returned. I tried his cell, and there was no answer.

I waited for another ten minutes when I asked a male waiter to check up on him. The waiter came by and told me that the bathroom was empty.

I decided to wait a little bit longer when Martin came back. He had been gone for almost forty minutes. I asked him where he went, and he told me that he got a call from his ex and didn't want to talk about it.

I asked him why he couldn't have told her that he was busy and couldn't talk. He said again that he didn't want to talk about it.

When he called me a few days later to set up a second date, I told him that I wasn't up for it. He asked me why, and I told him that I didn't want to talk about it.


  1. LOL good for you!

  2. Elizabeth R.11/06/2009 7:19 AM

    I bet that comment went right over his head.

  3. Good answer!

  4. Nope, you didn't say that.

  5. I surprised you waited that long...I wouldn't have been so patient. :/


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