This sort of thing has happened to me a number of times and it's extremely annoying.
So this guy had been begging for my number for almost two years on facebook (little did he know all he had to do was open my blog 😏). First were the facebook messages and then a year later instagram DMs. This one time a female friend of mine had called me to say her friend (the same guy) really liked me and wanted my number. That was during my last relationship when the only man that existed in the whole wide world was my man (SMH). So I told her "Nne, no can do!". She even tried to convince me that I would totally love this guy, he's this and that and the best thing since cocacola. I was not listening.
More recently, he DM'd me to say he was coming to lagos for a weekend and would like to meet. I didn't see his message until the day he left town though. I then decided, for the first time ever to actually check this guy's profile out. I went through his pictures and realized that he's a real hottie, has a very good job, seems very normal, has an active social life and we had some mutual friends whom I'm actually good friends with. In general he seemed like someone I'd really love to get to know.
I then called one of our mutual friends who's a close friend of mine. I asked him about the guy and he had only wonderful things to say about him. I said okay, bye. And then I waited with baited breath for the guy to send me another DM.
He did a few days later and this time around I gave him my number and he immediately called me.
When I heard his voice I turned to warm butter. Jesus! I was like is this what I have been missing since 2015???? 👅👅👅👅👅👅👅👅
It was a very very brief conversation that went like this;
"Heyyyyyyy finally. Nwando!"
"Haha! Yeah well..."
"How are you though? I'm so happy that I finally get to talk to you. How has your day been?"
"It's been alright, just trying to get home right now"
"Me too. You know what, I'm just rounding up from work. Let me finish up and call you when I'm driving home so we can gist properly. I just needed to call you right now to make sure I wasn't dreaming".
Hahaha. Hehehe. Hohoho. We both laughed.
"Cool. I'll be expecting your call", said I.
It's been two months and three weeks and I'm still expecting his call. I keep checking instagram and he posts often, so I know he wasn't run over on his way home that night. He's still alive and he's still kicking. So what gives?
Why the hell hasn't he called me back???
How can you chase somebody doggedly, consistently, SHAMELESSLY for two years for a phone number, even employ the help of others to get said number. Then you finally get the number and you just decide not to use it.
What is that???
So I can feel that girl's pain. I know her pain!
Please who can explain this?
Guys, can you help us understand? Is there a reason for this? Do you have a theory? Ladies has this ever happened to you? Pls give us gist.
Ps, in the course of writing this post I decided that I should, maybe, you know, errrrrr..., hmmm, just maybe... Maybe I should call him?