I told y'all about le hunk I met during midweek service last Wednesday. So yes we exchanged numbers and all of that. I got weird vibes from the minute he asked if I cook but I shrugged them off, after all I'd been ticking my own boxes too.
Yeah well things didn't get much better.
Later that night dude called me and after he'd confirmed I'm single he proceeded to tell me how much he likes me, said he was going to sit elsewhere but when he saw me 'the spirit' asked him to come and sit beside me. Apparently he doesn't usually feel that way about people when he first meets them but he felt so strongly about me.
He said he would like to come clean with me, told me how his career has been going (the ups and downs, the downs far outweigh the ups...) and also proceeded to tell me his body count (Huh!). I should add that his body count is sooooooooooool low it's almost too difficult to believe. He says he's only been in a couple of relationships in his life and told me how they both ended. He then asked how many relationships I've been in and how they ended. Of course I couldn't begin to answer that so I didn't. Then the young man proceeds to ask my body count and I told him outright that he had no business asking me that question.
He was quite nice to talk to but then when the call was about to end he asked me to promise; that no matter how difficult things get or the challenges we face I wouldn't give up on us and on our relationship.
Our RELATIONSHIP??? Less than 3 hours after we met... I chuckled, made no response and said good night.
His call woke me up the next morning and that got me quite irritated. I woke up but wouldn't pick up so he sent me a couple of texts. My baby this, my love that, my African Queen this, my sugarpie that. Hia! I picked his call around noon and we chatted for a bit and then I had to go. He called again twice at night.
Friday morning he neither called nor text and when I finally remembered him around noon I knew what would inevitably happen. I'd already got the guy figured out and just as I'd predicted he called me around 3pm and started ranting about me not calling all day; I said I wouldn't call you till you call me, why wouldn't you call? Is that how little you care about me? I apologized; work.
We made plans for movies on Saturday evening. Saturday morning his call woke me up again. Aaaaaaargh!!! And then what he said further infuriated me; text me your address I want to come to your house.
WTF!!! We barely met two and half days ago, I barely even know you! You've not even taken me out or anything and you want to come to my house? Maka gini? I told him I was sleeping and would call later. I didn't.
He called around noon; I just can't stop thinking about you. I've never felt this way about anybody in my life. Is this normal? I've told my siblings about you, I cannot even eat. I just don't know what to do. What do you think I can do? I muttered something and said I would call back later. At this point I had gotten very irritated.
As though sensing my growing irritation he called he barely five minutes later and this one just pushed me off the edge; I just said I want us to come plain with each other. I want you to meet my family. When can you come so that I can take you to meet my brother and his wife?
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrggghhhh. I was losing control of my politeness. Dude, not anytime soon. Please allow me to know you first. Then he chuckled; you're right. Let's get to know each other first abi? Then when we do I will carry you on my head and run to my family, carry you on my head like a groundnut hawker and I will be dancing. I will tell them this is the girl I want to settle with.
Honestly, at this point I had a bitter taste in my mouth. I already knew I wasn't going to the movies or anywhere with this guy. So when *David called me and asked me to have dinner with him at the Beehive, actually very close to where this 'church character' lives, I didn't hesitate. I sent him a text canceling and even after acknowledging the cancellation he wouldn't let me be.
During dinner while I was trying to give my Oscar performance; acting like I was ok with David poppin the question to his boo, this other guy wouldn't stop calling my phone so I answered and completely transferred my aggression, coupled with giving up on being polite.
Look, this is not the way things are done, do NOT just meet a woman and because she's single you presume she's willing to have a relationship with you or anyone else. And even when you find she's open to dating, find out first if she's interested in you! So you met me and without any questions or anything you presumed I want to be in a relationship and I will be willing to date you? Did You even ask how I feel or if I like you? Oh... I should just accept to date you because I'm single, bah? And what's with wanting to come to my house when I DO NOT EVEN KNOW YOU? Dude! That's all kinds of wrong. And then you suddenly want me to meet your family? Already? Seriously? Please quit calling my phone!
Admittedly I felt guilty when I calmed down so I sent a text apologizing for being rude, but still not giving room for a second chance.
He's been calling, I'm yet to take his calls or reply his texts. Some say I'm over reacting and I'm always finding faults with every guy I meet. I, on the other hand don't agree. I feel that when he saw me; a woman of a certain age he saw me as a target; desperate single woman eager for marriage, or rich Island big girl (I can live off on). Turns out I'm neither.
What's your take?
All of you who met your hubbys in church and he said "he just knew/ the Spirit spoke to him" please is this how it happened?
Can a guy who acts this way actually have genuine intentions? Do people actually begin full-blown relationships the same week they meet?
Please let me know, maybe I'm indeed overreacting...