The Plots Thicken! in These Foolish Things

Dr. D from previous entry called me last night to chat. I thought that he might have been calling to ask me out, but we ended up just doing a lot of gabbing and during that time I figured out a couple of things:

1. He’s dating around quite a bit. He didn’t tell me this, but his tone and the fact that we didn’t set another date just yet (which is totally fine) tell me that he’s out and about. Oh, and he did tell me that his friends set him up with a woman the night before he met me. I think this is a good thing in that it will keep me a bit more on my toes than I have been lately - and perhaps it is a good incentive for me to get out a bit more as well. Not that I want to…that I can! I kinda think he likes playing the game a bit and that’s fine with me right now.

2. While we were talking last night we discovered that we know several of the same people! Long story short, years ago I was friends with several young swinging single doctors that I met through Best Bud. I need to write the story of these guys because they were WIIIILLLDDD guys and made me reconsider my opinion of the medical profession - not in a bad way…just in a different way. I suppose it made me realize that doctors are human with faults and quirks… and that some of them are simply the craziest people you’ll ever know. Yeah. So turns out, Dr. D went to med school with these guys and was in the same medical fraternity! He’s one of them! We laughed and talked quite a bit about our mutual friends and he told me that I just went UP in prestige in his books.

These discoveries were interesting to me. I’m glad we have some things/people in common. Politics still has not come up, thank goodness, and I’m very interested in seeing him again. I think if nothing comes of it, this guy may become a friend at the very least. I like that we mesh in that way.

In other boy news, today is the first day since mid-September that I haven’t heard from The Scot first thing in the morning. He has literally texted me every morning (his morning) since our Tinder match in Scotland. And nothing today, exactly five months later. Hm. Should I read something into that?

Well I am.

I think he’s realizing that he’s not going to fulfill his promise of coming to see me at the end of this month. I mean, come on. He should have his flight figured out by now, right? The only thing he’s told me is that he’s researched flights (last week) and that they are $1200…and (he didn’t say this, but we all know) that will break the bank again.

I think I’m just going to let him off the hook. I don’t expect the reimbursement of his half of the hotel bill from our fantasy New Year’s Eve experience. It was a wonderful time and I loved it very much, but I just don’t see how this is going to progress.

OK. Gotta get today’s ball rolling. Presentations are calling…

xox,
GS