'Contender 3' Part 2

Well, I did get the card. And it was a very nice card. It had a kitty on it and was a Halloween one. Nothing odd was written in it. However he did write 'Dearest Rose' and did sign it 'Love ____(as I will refer to him as 'Contender 3'). Also in our conversations he would profess to love me or think he was in love with me...and used the 'l' word alot. And even for a girl to say it was a lot...you know that has to be something. Well over the weekend he was away with the boys, he called several times, and he actually seemed nice and normal. My perception of him began to change and I was beginning to look forward to his return, so we could meet in person. Cousin Fran on the other hand still had reservations about him due to the card issue, and the fact that he said he was going to buy me a shirt when away in D.C. But again the whole 'what size are you issue' got brought up. And when I told him I was a M/L...he felt compelled to ask me several times if I was sure that was my size. 'Uh, why would I lie if he was going to bring me something to wear?'
So he gets back to New York, and Monday and Tuesday he proceeds to call me. We never delve in to deep issues, always surface and meaningless topics. However when I tried to ask about his day or what had him upset, he wouldn't answer me. However if I tried to hold back...he would persist until I told him.
So now we're back to Wednesday, and he waits until LOST and INVASION are over to call me. Smart, and considerate man...I'll give him that. And my wonderful readers...this is where it goes to hell in a handbasket. This is where I realized you should never second-guess yourself. After about 15 minutes of pleasent, idle chit-chat about general stuff...the Yankee's and my watching the game...he asks (and I suggest you take a deep breath) where my mother is (in the house) and if I was watching porn. Yes! If I was watching Porn, with my mother. Let me repeat for those who missed it. PORN! Watching it with my biological mother! The woman who birthed me and whom I live with.Now...let's reflect. Orelinde is far from being a prude...and she has needs just as everyone else does. However I do not make porn watching a family event, nor did I find it amusing, witty, or proper that he ask that. Then 'Contender 3' does this real deep voice, and proceeds to try to get me to go to his house (at 10:30 at night) and it's not like he lives right around the corner. And if I went over there at that hour...just what do you think he's expecting. Like I say, I may be dopey, but I am far from dumb! So I refused...then he wanted me to 'talk to him', again inflicting that voice. So I tell him I will not, and it gets totally weird.
I asked him, trying to make conversation, what he was doing for the weekend. So he goes through his itinary, and says 'well I guess if you want to get together, you can callme. I guess, to do something.' Yeah, because that really makes it sound like you're interested in a date. Or that you're interested in spending time getting to know me. So I say ok, and have not heard from him. Which is fine! And I hope not to hear from him!!!
So here is the moral of the story of 'Contender 3': What the hell are you thinking? Maybe you're single at the age you are because of who you are. Did that ever cross your mind? And as for those who try to fix up friends...what ever happened with a screening process? Am I angry at Jeannie for introducing this guy in to my life, for the brief time? Absolutely not. She tried. And this makes for a great anecdote. Just people who are being fixed up aren't always looking for a booty-call. If I want a booty-call, have no problem scoring one on my own. Just friends and family alike, this is from me and all the single folk out there....USE JUDGEMENT. And for those who are trying to meet people...think before you just blurt crap out. Because even if this guy, 'Contender 3' was trying to be funny, or was nervous...guess what. I'll never give him another chance.