Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Love and an Elevator

This is a love story.  lt all started about two months ago when I was getting on the elevator at work.  Just as the doors were closing, a guy got in with me.  I turned to him and made one of my usual elevator comments.  It was something like "I know it is Tuesday, but it sure feels like a Monday."  He commented back and before I knew it we had walked the entire path from the parking garage elevators into the main building.

As we parted ways, he asked my name.  I gave him my first name, but then he asked for my last name.

"Maybe I will send you an e-mail sometime," he said.

"Sure," I replied. Then I headed up to my desk.

Within about 15 minutes, an e-mail popped up from the Elevator Guy.  We chatted back and forth for a bit and he asked me out to lunch the next day. I wasn't sure if it was a date, or if he was just a really friendly guy. But when we met up for lunch he made a point within the first 10 minutes to ask whether I was married or single.  That pretty much answered my question.

We were eating lunch at this New Orleans style restaurant.  On the way out everyone is encouraged to pick a beaded necklace from a huge bowl. I was drawn to these shiny pink beads.  As I picked them up, the woman at the hostess stand said "Those are for true love." I had to ask twice just to make sure I heard her correctly.

Over the next two weeks, Elevator Guy took me on two more dates.  We discovered that we had a lot in common.  We were both 42 and single, never married.  Both of us have health issues that caused us to stop drinking.  We listen to a lot of the same music and as it turns out we used to go to the same club in Canada called Changes when we were 19 years old. It felt like I had known him forever.

I have always fantasized about meeting my husband through one of those chance encounters.  Every time I am in an airport, a bookstore, or a cafe I can't help but scan the room for that one random guy who might turn out to be mine.

Elevator Guy seemed to line up perfectly with all of my criteria.  And he was a great kisser. I was anticipating a third date in the near future, but instead he told me that he had just broken up with someone about a month ago and he wasn't sure if he was over her yet. They had dated for almost two years. She wanted to get married and have kids, but he didn't, so they broke up. He said he needed some time to sort through his feelings.

Although I was disappointed, I told him that I totally understood.  He asked if we could stay in touch and I agreed.  I had such strong feelings about him. Somehow I knew this wasn't the end of the story.

Within about a week or two, he sent me another e-mail.  We started e-mailing back and forth at work. Then one night he texted me and thanked me for being patient while he figured things out with his ex.

We continued to chat back and forth during the past few weeks. Finally on Monday he asked me out again.  We made plans for a date night this Friday.

Tonight I got another text message from the Elevator Guy.  I opened it up assuming it contained more details for our date.  Instead, it said this:
Couldn't chat today.  Was packing.  Moving to first floor support.  About our date night. I spoke with my ex gf last night.  We decided to give things another try and see how it goes. I'm really sorry but I don't think I can make our date. I'm really sorry if you feel led on. I tried to be as honest as possible.  I found I just missed her too much.  Sorry for the hassle.  You are an awesome girl!!!  Heading grocery shopping right now.  I'll be back in a couple of hours if you'd like to chat.
After the initial shock wore off, I thought for awhile about how to reply.  I had about a million questions to ask.  Like how could you ask me out on a date Monday and then get back together with your ex the very next day? Did you contact her or did she contact you? Did you suddenly change your mind about marriage and kids?  And the list goes on.

But the truth is, none of that matters.  He already made his choice.  So I decided to keep it simple:
Ok, thanks for letting me know. Too bad about date night. It would have been fun! Timing is everything.  It just wasn't the right time, I guess.  I am sure I will see you around. Good luck with the ex gf.  :-)
Then I put the phone away so I would not have to stare at it and wait for his reply.  When I finally checked again, there was another message from the Elevator Guy:
I definitely enjoyed spending time with you!!  Wish I met you years ago at Changes.  Will for sure see you soon.  xo
Sometimes you think you are playing the heroine, but it turns out you are only part of the supporting cast.  When I started this blog, I told you this was a love story.  It just wasn't my love story.

My story is still out there, waiting to be written.  And when it is done, the Elevator Guy will be just a footnote.


Anonymous said...

Awe. So sorry. Maybe the story is not over

Anonymous said...

Not exactly a hallmark movie so far but you never know what might happen after the commercial break!