Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Story of Men who Drove Me Insane: PART 3 of 5 - MECHANICAL ENGINEER "This is where young professionals go work out and pay $600 for a Personal Trainer ." The Mechanical Engineer. He sails, he is well mannered, he wears polos and argyle vests. A young dapper man he is. He is a young professional and that is something a person in "academia" like myself could only aspire to be. He is well composed and shows no emotions except the constant smirk glued to his boyish face. He is living THE dream. Literally. This young engineer showed me his maturity by acting passive aggressively and distant because he was mad at me. Not knowing why, I asked as any normal person would. Day after day for three days I pushed to find out why he was mad at me. And finally, I received what I asked for: an answer. I realized it was a big misunderstanding on his side. No biggie. Problem solved. On my side. To him, the problem grew… because at that moment, he realized he was not attracted to me anymore… because I knew his weakness. I knew the answer. Suddenly, our everyday sleepover slumber party ended and for two weeks not a word was heard. Two weeks later he wanted to play squash; I refused. I indirectly called him a coward for the way he broke it off. He told me he is not romantically attracted anymore which surprised me as the last time we talked, he certainly was. He told me more so that our personalities are too different and in the far future our relationship would fall apart. I was too stunned to actually be quiet, so I commented in fragments quite in disbelief in what I was hearing: different? FAR future? Why does the far future matter in any way? Why not take the matters at hand as they are at the moment? Play it by the ear. And our personalities are different? After two months of dating, two months of EVERYDAY sleep over, he came to conclusion our personalities were different?! Our personalities were just fine. We got along actually too well… Well, he decided he wants to be best friend and squash buddies. I told him it's not possible: our personalities are different, it wouldn't work out in the longer run. After the call, he texts me saying he feels bad, I am super great, and he really wants to keep in touch. I have told the delusional fellow that it matters not to me what he feels, he is in denial and that we were great, the only reason he is all angry is because I confronted him and he did not like that. He likes them wimpy girls. He likes them wimpy without a mind of their own girls. To each its own. 8:10 p.m. - September 27, 2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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