After Radio stopped calling me, I moved on with life, work, etc. All was great. I was always still quite puzzled about why Radio stopped calling me, but didn't spend too much time trying to figure it out.
A few years later (in 2007), Pat and her new husband decided to move to southern California. They were having a going away party and I was invited. So was Radio. Pat asked if it was ok that he was coming, and I told her it was. Nothing really happened between Radio and me, so there was no reason why we couldn't be in the same room at the same time.
Honestly, I was a little nervous to see him again, but I was determined to be the bigger person, and just be normal about it. So, he showed up and it was a little weird for me at first, then I just went with it. There were enough people there that I didn't have to feel like he was the only person I could talk to. Eventually we did start talking and catching up, and somehow he asked me out, and we made a date for the following week.
We started dating and doing things together, and it was nice. He was attentive, and mostly followed-through on what he said he would do, and we had a great time. Eventually things turned romantic and we had a lot of fun with it. However, once things moved to the bedroom, we stopped going out. I turned into his booty call. It took me a little bit to recognize it, but finally I did. On many occasions he would call in the evening, like 9pm or so and asked if I "wanted some company." Of course I would say yes, and he would meander over to my place 1 to 2 hours later, often with dinner he picked up on the way, and often intoxicated, and we would spend the night together. It was fun, but I wasn't feeling so great about it. When I tried to make plans, there was always some obstacle - travel, work, meetings, other plans. But the "want some company" calls persisted. And, I continued to let him come over to give me some "company". After several months of this, things started to deteriorate.
My birthday was approaching, and I was putting together a dinner with friends to celebrate. I sent out an evite and he never even opened it. Not even the reminder. I was bummed about that. I had a nice evening out, but was always thinking about why he couldn't even bother to open the evite or respond or tell me what was up. I half thought he would just show up and surprise me. That didn't happen. Shortly after my birthday, I had some work travel. I reached out to him before I left and got no response.
When I returned from my trip, I was increasingly frustrated that he wasn't talking to me. My sister helped me craft an email to send to him to elicit some sort of response:
Hey Radio,Within about 15 minutes, he responded with "No blow off. I'll call you soon!"
So, we haven't talked in close to a month and I'm curious if this is you blowing me off? If you are, that's fine (even though it is disappointing), but I would appreciate and prefer your honesty and more clear communication. Please let me know where we're at so I don't continue walking around with this big question-mark over my head.
Take care and thanks.
And, nada. He never responded in any way, shape, or form.
I had a few conversations with Pat about it and she wrote to me:
I think you are right to say enough is enough. You deserve better, you deserve someone who is going to pay you the attention you deserve, and you don't strike me as someone who is looking for a bed buddy. I think you hold out for a mature adult relationship, and he is absolutely not capable of having one of those with anyone.It took me a good amount of time to get over this one. Radio and I were "together" the 2nd time for about 8 months, and poof! he disappeared with no explanation (again). After the 2nd go-round with Radio, I was done. Radios break, and sometimes they are better left broken.
