Saturday, February 7, 2009
I'm Just Not That Into the Movie
The highly anticipated chick flick He's Just Not That Into You opened last night and I'm sure countless girls rushed to see it and take notes.
I think I'll pass on this one.
See I actually read the book three years ago (almost exactly to the day) and, of course, it made me over analyze and read way too much into one guy's actions. It proved to be nothing but trouble.
The back story:
I dated someone else in grad school before Mr. First. Someone who introduced me to the dating scene and lasted a month and a half. We met when I wasn't expecting it while out with my friends. One thing led to another and before I knew it, he was driving my friends and me back to campus. Turned out he was also a student, a couple years older and in his final year of law school.
He dropped me off last even though he passed by my building to take the others home (and even though I said, "Hey, that's my building" while my not-so-subtle friends motioned for me to shut up). We exchanged numbers and he threw all "rules" out the window by calling me the following night (on Super Bowl Sunday) instead of waiting the "mandatory three days."
The Lawyer and I made preliminary plans to go out to dinner the following Saturday and of course the nerves rolled in as the days passed by. He said he'd call later in the week to set something more concrete, but when Friday came and I still hadn't heard from him I figured I was bound to be stood up. Why? Because I'd started reading that book!
"Oh well clearly he's not into me! Clearly! What was I even thinking? I haven't heard from him in x number of days, which obviously means this, that and the third. And now that Mars has gone into retrograde and has aligned with Jupiter I have no chance!"
You get the point. Total craziness (because obviously he'd have to be a fool to pass this up).
I went out Friday night convinced I'd never hear from The Lawyer again. Mr. First even told me to forget that guy when I told him that he'd probably be a no-show. I thought he was just saying it to make me feel better. Little did I know it was because he liked me too. (Remember when I was totally clueless??)
Anywho, the truth? The Lawyer had gotten food poisoning and, in the hopes that he'd get better, was waiting until the last moment before calling (early Saturday) and canceling. I let myself get sucked into that nonsense.
So I have no desire to see that movie. I don't want to think about a certain other someone not being into me.
Especially not a week before the day you-know-what happened.