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Gay Life – The Paulinator: Just Like A Pill

Posted Friday, May 8th, 2009 at 12:47 pm by paul in Cultural Bees. More in 10013

I’m curious to know if you have ever found yourself saying, “He’s just a bad addiction I just can’t kick.” Maybe I should quote Brokeback Mountain,I wish I knew how to quit you.” By now I’m sure you’re wondering who the heck I’m speaking of… Well, out of all the prospects, missed connections and onenight stands there is still only one who I simply can’t quit.

I was away for work all last week for work. It was fine and dandy, I got to sleep with a local, which is always fun. I traveled to the nearest gay bars on several occasions. It was simply a week long vacation with work activities sprinkled in enough times to remind me I’m on the company’s dime. Late Sunday night I arrived back home in New York and woke up promptly for work the following morning. Exhausted and drained but thankful that I did not end up with swine flu after visiting Texas, I ventured to work Monday morning with my best impression of a diligent employee.

I knew going home at the end of my shift despite exhaustion would be impossible. I was invited to dinner uptown with a friend and her family who were visiting from out of town. On my way to the subway, I spotted an attractive man on his phone walking in my direction. As this hottie stepped closer and closer, I realized it was none other than Hot Bartender. Without a second thought, I jumped in front of him so he could see me even though I looked like a mess. Once he noticed me, he stuck out his arm and we grabbed each others hands. We slowed our pace, he turned back and I continued walking. I was a man on a mission and that mission was to have him wanting more!

I’ve never been any good at manipulating guys and I certainly would not call this strategy exactly manipulative, but it was a move well played on my part in this stupid game of cat and mouse. Not long after our brief and random encounter, I received a phone call from Hot Bartender. In the amount of time I’ve come to know Hot Bartender we’ve only had a text message only relationship, so this was a monumental step. Unfortunately, I was running late for dinner and had to catch the subway, so the message he left had to wait until I arrived at my destination.

Coffee. His suggestion for us to meet up involves grabbing coffee when we are both free and it seems that it would be fast approaching. We picked out a day and thought it would be a great opportunity to meet outside the ol’ watering hole we’ve been accustomed to hanging out at due to his work schedule. The night before our java rendezvous, I sent a text asking if we were still on. His reply was yes, but to check back the next afternoon to be certain. So, the ball was in my court to follow up–which I did. I texted him the next afternoon. Several moments later and as I had anticipated, things were not meant to be: a rain check.

Even though I had anticipated this outcome, for some bizarre reason, I was still once again crushed by the crush. He called and I thought I answered in enough time, but strangely did not. Another several moments passed and I found myself with yet another voicemail from Hot Bartender. Anxious to hear what he had to say I dialed in and found there is a day next week where he is free to hang out. This in fact I think works to my advantage simply because the first java rendezvous would have only been a solid 30 minutes of quality time before he had to work. Next week I’m under the impression that we’ll have more time together.

Will this date (if you should call it that) actually happen? I guess we’ll have to wait until next week to find out!

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