Why is it so hard for us to be forthright in what we want when it comes to relationships?
I hadn’t made my afternoon stop at the coffee shop in a few days. I figured it was best to keep my distance for a few days after I sent the barista the facebook message. But today I was craving my afternoon caffeine fix. Plus I figured I’m going to have to face him at some point anyways. Although we are friends on facebook, it’s clear he doesn’t log in that often given his lack of status updates. So I wasn’t entirely sure he had got the message.
I arrived at the shop around 5:45 p.m. and I felt a momentary spike of adrenaline shoot through me when I saw him behind the counter. There’s something about his dark eyes and mischevious grin that stirs something in me. He was particularly chatty this evening and asked me if I’d be sticking around for the musical act. The coffee shop hosts live musicians on Friday nights. Usually it’s some skinny-jean wearing hipster with an electric violin or a guitar strumming chick with a pixie cut and tattoo sleeves running up her arms. I digress…
I couldn’t take it any more, so I asked him if he got my message. He smiled real big and said, “I’m sorry, man. I’m a dork. I hardly ever log into Facebook.” We chatted a bit longer. He asked me how my day was and what not. I always enjoy conversations with him. Watching his lips move is like seeing a meticulously choreographed ballet.
Later when I got home I logged into Facebook messenger and saw that the message had been marked as “seen” at 2:50 p.m. that afternoon. So, why did he pretend he didn’t see the message? Was he offended? Not interested?
(wanderlust dateline: June 20, 2014)