First of all: Go familiarize yourself with who I easily thought could have been my next boyfriend: Phone Date 2 and Part 2.
PhoneDate 2 (or PD2 from now on..) never called, and stopped answering texts. We never chatted on the phone aside from our first Tawkify phone date, and exchanged a grand total of maybe 15 text messages, if that.
Now, my girls know this – but guys: This drives us nuts! Did he find someone else? Fine.. not a problem.. but could ya TELL me?! Did he fall off the planet? Did he get into some accident and now has amnesia? A little closure is always appreciated.
But – because this is what girls do – I decided I wanted to investigate. There were only a few minimal things I knew about PD2. I knew his first (common) name, his age, the city in which he resides. I knew what he did as a freelance job, and that he has a dog, and likes rock-climbing.
So, I hopped on good ol’ OKCupid and narrowed my search down to his age, the distance his place is to mine, and a keyword about his freelance job. I live in a place that has about 3 million people within a 75 mile span. A few people popped up, but – I did manage to find an OKC profile that very well matched PD2. (Stalker.. I know..) Said OKC profile also had a link to a freelance business, and sure enough, there PD2’s phone number was. Bingo.
PD2 – for the record: ABSOLUTELY FREAKING ADORABLE. Our entire life together flashed before my eyes: the dates, the wedding, the kids… Okay, I am totally joking about that part. But I did get excited. The only part holding me back from planning the wedding is that he wasn’t calling. I let it sit for a few days.
Then one morning, I was thinking about the situation… and started feeling like maybe I had looked at his photo for far too long, because I started to feel like I recognized him. Then even his name sounded recognizable. My mind had to be playing tricks.. but then my neurons put it together..
I graduated from high school with PD2.
I live in an area with 3 million people, and Tawkify matched me up with one of the 600 people I graduated high school with. Don’t get me wrong, I am not upset by any means, just a hilarious coincidence. In their defense, I obviously knew of him – but we didn’t know each other well. And – I still vouch based on our minimal conversation, he was a good pick on their behalf.
Although I wasn’t popular in high school, I was pretty well-known – I did tend to wave my freak flag quite high. I can only assume at this point, he got curious too, reverse-searched my telephone number, and went “CatLady!? Oh HELL no.” And it’s not like either one of us is going to admit to stalking.
Oh well – Mystery Date this weekend! PD2 – if you happen to read this – send me a message, it’s cool.