12 September 2005

The Unfairer Sex

There are few constants in my life right now. One of the few things that is constant is that women can not be explained. Let me give you a couple of examples.

You all remember CCG. I got a call from her a few days ago, maybe a week ago. Nothing major, nothing scandalous; she just hadn't talked to me in several days, since she and her family had taken a trip to America's wang to drop her sister off at college. [*] She was calling to catch up. It was a fairly brief conversation, a little flirty, and then it was over.

If she has no interest in me, and she had to think about it for three or four weeks in order to even decide that she still wanted any trace of contact with me, then why does she call me and flirt? It can't be explained.

And then there's the Lobster, who's somewhat similar. She and I have never had a fight or a falling out; the closest we've come to that is me hitting on her, and her brushing it off and/or forgiving me. Even when we don't see each other for a year or more at a time, she still calls to check in on me. She's made it clear that there's no interest there. I'm not saying I don't want contact with her; it just seems a bit strange.

If she's not interested, then why does she keep calling? It can't be explained.

Profound? Nope. It's something that wise men have known for thousands of years. Frustrating? You bet.

* The asterisk separates two sentences. Where the asterisk appears, CCG called while I was writing the post about her. I think that proves my point.

UPDATE: CCG called again tonight, once again proving my point.

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