So, my next meet up was with who I call "The Magician". The Magician is the man who pays you lots of attention and then suddenly goes missing. There seem to be a few of them lurking around, and I put it down them having too many options and always thinking the grass is greener. Ladies don't be surprised if you meet the magician. He will lead you on and then magically disappear.
So, I spent a few weeks speaking to the magician, who seemed like a wonderful and normal man. He had ambition, he was well-read, and I could hold a decent conversation with him. It all seemed too good to be true. The magician suggested we meet on the weekend that he got back from a work trip, and I agreed.
We continued to talk, and soon, the weekend came. We decided to meet at a shopping centre where there was a strip of restaurants. I thought we could start off with a coffee and see how things went (especially after my last experience). We went for a coffee and the conversation flowed naturally.
We then went on to have some dinner, as it was late, and this time, I was hungry, too. The evening went really well, and I couldn't find any fault in him. He even brought me a present from his business trip, which I thought was very thoughtful. The evening soon came to an end. I was very tired and had a long way to drive back home in the dark, so I set off.
We went our own ways, and when I got home, I checked to see if he'd texted to see if I got back okay, but there was nothing from him. I went to bed and checked to see if he'd texted me again in the morning, but there was still nothing from him. I thought he might be busy, and so in the evening, I texted him to say I had a wonderful time. He then texted back, saying that he did too, and would like to meet again.
He then continued to text me on and off. Several days went by, and I had texted him a few times and received nothing back. By now, I actually started wondering if he was still alive. I went online to check my profile messages, and noticed that he'd been online quite a few times, but he hadn’t texted me back once. He made no effort at all to contact me.
I then texted him to say that I didn’t think it would work out between us. He then texted me back several days later, saying he's been busy, so he couldn't text or call me. Now, I'm a firm believer that you are never too busy to send a short text. I'm a busy person too, and I always manage to get back to people during the day!
A few more days passed with regular disappearances, and eventually, I decided that he wasn't interested, and I wasn’t anymore, either. He hadn't contacted me at all, until out of the blue one day, he texted me saying he had been busy and asked when we were meeting again. I asked if he'd seen my attempts to contact him and he said that he had, but he'd just been too busy to text or call. I felt like asking if he had gone blind and lost his hands, too, but I didn't.
This happened a few more times, and eventually, he went missing for two weeks. I did try and make contact with him, but finally came to the conclusion that it just wasn’t worth it anymore.
I thought I'd give him the benefit of the doubt and another chance, but after a few more disappearing acts, I finally decided to cut the magician loose and perform a magic act of my own… I blocked his number.