Of a couple, to be in the early stages of a relationship where they go out on dates to find out what each other is like, as a prelude to actually being a fully fledged couple.
Urban Dictionary definition for a Fling is:
Deliberately short term sexual relationship between two people. Longer than a one night stand, shorter than an affair...No deep personal involvement required, just the sex and a bit of attention.
With those two definitions being stated, what do you do when you run into someone you were not exactly dating, but more than a fling? Someone that you literally just stopped talking to or they just stopped talking to you for no real apparent reason or at least no reason you really know of? Of course, you can speculate, but speculating doesn't mean anything because you really don't know and kinda don't care. You don't know what they are thinking, they know not what you are thinking and it just ends. No explanation, no contact, nothing. Oh wait there was some contact and nothing returned. Baffles my communicative little mind.I personally am not usually an awkward person, well, in my head I am a little awkward, but I am not usually one to put my head down and turn around when I see people, but every so often, awkward happens. I might be getting more awkward in my old age or less awkward and more aware of the awkward around.
Not too long ago, I was walking downtown with a guy I was seeing...well, we weren't downtown yet, but we were heading that way and I saw a guy driving, a guy I also kinda dated or maybe flinged it with. I really am still unclear on the definitions of all of these things and think that they are all open to interpretation.
I sometimes have no control over my actions or the words that come out of my mouth, so before I could even think about what I was doing, I stupidly stopped and stared at the car that was turning our way, I had my hands on my hips, left hip jutted out, hands on my hips, mouth open and a stare that anyone could feel. I looked a little like that -->only my hands were on my hips instead of my head and I wasn't doing a sexy hula move.
Let's be honest, I am in it to amuse myself, so this generally what I do. When I am clearly amusing myself and want someone to look back, you stare, it's a stare you can feel or maybe some other thing that amuses me. I know you feel my stare, I have been working on this stare since I came out of my mom.
So, I am staring at a moving vehicle, staring at maybe the most oblivious man in the world. Current dude notices my funny behavior and asked what on earth I was doing and as I began to say something about what I was doing and who the guy was, he said "is that another guy you dated? Because that's two we have run into now..." I quickly laugh and explained that this all depends on his definition of dating. Going on a few dates vs dating are radically different things, at least in my mind.Dude in car, who I stopped and did the heavy stare at, I guess, I kinda dated, I mean we went out in public several times, so more than a few dates, less than dating, more than a fling? What do we call that a Ding? It doesn't really matter, but it was funny. This guy is so oblivious, this is the man who didn't notice I had a freaking rash the first time we met (see blog entry entitled Date Rash), so I giggled and really thought nothing of it. Now matter, current dude and I continued on our merry way.
A few days later dude and I are at the store with his kids, his kids who have balloons in their little paws and are loud. I walked up to dude, to ask a question and I who do I see walking in? Yes him. I think to myself, if that guy is going to Redbox, I am going to freak out, since he hadn't a clue what that was before he met me. We make quick eye contact and I awkwardly and quickly put my head down and turn and run down some aisle with one of the children. I hear other dude say something super loud and then I figure he did the same thing and had walked out, since he was near the door. And, I was WRONG.
Man, two kids and I are now making our way through the store. Ok, man and I are walking up an aisle, kids are running through the aisle with balloons and screaming, I can't make this stuff up (ok, I can, but I'm not). I am just walking along, minding my own business, trying ot give off the vibe that these maniacs are associated with me, but not my spawn and I am texting someone about how awkward that moment was and bam, I walk right into him again with a blonde girl. He sees me again and I quickly find a reason to run away and I literally ran, ok it was more of a fast walk. |
| I am not sure what is going on here, but my name is literally on it, how could I resist?! |
