Tuesday, July 03, 2007

You Make the Call (Part 2)

I'm admitting I pulled a "Mike Nifong" and I withheld information from the public. I'm coming clean in my latest installment of "You Make the Call".

For those new individuals, this is my ongoing series of posts describing unusual behavior from women and their associates in my past. Here are some past exhibits....A, B, and C.

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So, I think some background is necessary for this installment. I apologize for the very long post but there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

My ex-girlfriend broke up with me on Easter Sunday. We didn't speak for almost a month and a half. Next, I was in New York City on Memorial Day and sent her a text. We had a short but friendly conversation via text messages and I thought that was the last I would hear from her.


Two days later, I was shocked that she called me. I was eating dinner and working on a story when she called. I told her that I would call her back. I called her back about an hour later and got voicemail. I left a message. She called me back like 30 minutes later. We had a sincere conversation about the relationship. In my closing statement, I said something to the effect of "there are no hard feelings on my part. If I'm in New York City again, I'll give you a call. If you're free then, cool. If not, no problem." She said. "Sure." We hung up.


On Wednesday, June 6, I sent her the following e-mail that morning:

"I'll be in NYC for a journalism conference on Saturday, June 23rd from 8:30 to 5 p.m.
I'm game to meet up some where in Manhattan after 5 p.m. since I will not have my car that day. Let me know what's up."


On Wednesday, June 6, she left this voicemail for me at 10:53 p.m.

"Hey. It is me. Saturday should be fine. So, we'll just figure out what time and where. I'll talk to you later because I'm getting ready to go to sleep. So, bye."



On Wednesday, June 6, I sent her this text a short time after missing her call.
"Was in the bathroom when u called. That's great you can make it. I will be in touch."

Apparently, she misread the original e-mail and I thought I meant June 9.

On Thursday, June 7, she sent me the following text message:

"I don't know if I can make it Saturday."


On Thursday, June 7, I responded to her text and corrected her.

"O.K. It is the 23rd though not this Saturday (June 9). If you can't make it fine."

There was no communication again until I sent her the following e-mail on Monday, June 19.

Monday, June 19, my e-mail to her:

"I can't make Saturday (June 23rd) because I'm going out of town and will not be back in time for that journalism conference. So, I would still like to talk...even if it isn't face-to-face. I'm free every night this week except Wednesday (June 21). Call me at your earliest convenience."

She never replied via e-mail. She never called. She never sent another text. Cool. I got the message: she had a change of heart. I wasn't going to contact her again.

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Background story is over...now for the main event and the reason I wrote this blog entry.

So, I wasn't going to contact her again as I previously stated (and I still haven't after this part).

On Friday, June 22, one day before the ex was supposed to meet up with me in New York City, I get a random Facebook friend request from a female. Now, I get random Facebook friend requests every once in a while but those friend requests usually come with a message explaining the random request. No message from mysterious woman...just a friend request.

So, I looked at her limited profile to see if there was anything on there that would jog my memory of meeting her or whatever.

She said she was from Houston. I've never been to Houston.

She said she went to Rutgers University. I've been to Rutgers to speak at various journalism functions by RUABJ over the past year or so. I could have given her my business card but I don't remember giving her a business card and I don't remember getting a business card from her. Even if I did give her a business card, why wasn't she contacting me through my work e-mail or my work phone? She was trying to add me as friend on Facebook. Hmm.

She said she worked in New York City. My ex works in the same office. At that point, I don't add her as a friend but I sent her the following message on Facebook.

2:34 am June 23rd
"Have we met?"

strange woman's response
4:48pm June 23rd
"I'm sorry I was looking for a friend and I thought that this was him..no offense."

My response
6:12pm June 23rd

"None taken. Mistaken identity happens all the time."

LMFBAO. Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Riiiiiiiiiiiiggggghhhhhtttt!

You should have seen my facial expression when I replied to her. How many spchrist's? Well, there's only one spchrist on Facebook.

Now, the journalist in me demands that I get some answers. First, I thank god for my computer assisted reporting classes in college. I could have just called my ex's job and got the strange woman's extension but my ex sometimes answers the phone and I would have blown my cover. I also promised myself that I wouldn't bother the ex again and I was going to stick to that promise. So, I did some digging around on the Internet and I find some community groups' minutes from a meeting and in the minutes it states the strange woman _ _ _ _ _ _ _ was here representing the job. So, the strange woman is real and apparently does work for the same job as my ex.

I still wasn't convinced and I was going to throw strange woman the okey doke in the process. I needed the amusement, so, I accepted strange woman's Facebook friend request. By accepting her Facebook friend request, I could see who her friends were and anything written on her wall.

2:36pm June 25th
"Do you really work for the __________?"

strange woman's response
3:04 p.m. June 25th
"Yes I do"

After that, I figured it was time to end this bullshit. I went for the juggernaut in my response to the strange woman.

3:39pm June 25th
"LMAO. Okay. Interesting. I use to date someone in your office so when you sent me that friend request I was a little suspicious because I didn't recall your name."

As you've probably guessed, the strange woman hasn't responded and neither has the ex. I also deleted strange woman as a friend. So, I could only come up with two plausible explanations for this situation.

1) The ex put the strange woman up to this bullshit.

or 2) the strange woman contacting me was the greatest coincidence in the history of mankind.

Of course, I don't ever expect a response from the strange woman or the ex (especially if one of them sees this blog entry) so I'm asking you to make the call.

So, are you picking situation #1, situation #2 or throwing in your own conspiracy theory?

The voting booth is now open…..

13 comments:

Chris said...

Number 1, and as a personal opinion; females are out of their minds.

Morgan Campbell said...

Yeah I can believe it. 2 groups of people inthe world capable of damn near anything: 1. Exes. 2. women

I think tia put candace up to it, cuz tias an ex. Candace didn't know enough to tell tia to get lost, cuz she a woman. scheme made perfect sense to both of them.

Facebook is a powerful tool for nosy exes. Beware...

I was talkin to this girl in the spring time and her ex added me. I knew the dude a little. we had a lotta mutual friends but we was far from boyz. But lemme write on his ex's wall a coupla times...and let his ex write on mine and all of a sudden he tryna add me...

yeah if yr girl tia has sense she'll be ashamed of herself one day for doin that...

BUT you have to assume some accountabilty for that situation too. No need to reopen that dialogue w her man. You know what happens when u bark up old trees....you get splinters...

Anonymous said...

Spchrist,

More fish in the sea.


Natalie

Dopelikelouboutins said...

#1 That's a shame two grown ass professional women are playing games like that, if she wanted to know what was up with you she could've contacted you directly

Sherlon Christie said...

@chris...Thanks for the vote. I know your well-founded stance on women.

@morgan...lol at your opening line. By the way, it is Tai...not Tia. I am well aware that Facebook is a hell of a drug.

@Natalie...I know...I know. I'm losing confidence though in the black female species.

@diamondsr4eva...hah. That's the $1 million question that might go unanswered. I mean really...how stupid did they think I was that I couldn't connect the dots on this scam? Before this, I held Tai in the highest regard for any woman that I dated but this bullshit caused a serious deduction in that status. It is like you're at the club and see a fine woman across the way. You walk over to her to say hello and just as you're about to greet her...she blows a big puff of smoke in your face. Interest gone.

journiemajor said...

Well you know my vote. Nice of you to conceal their identity by only using their first names, but revealing who they work for, so it's easy to narrow down if someone knows them, by the way.

Anywho, it still doesn't make sense though. Because when women do this, it's usually when they've been the dumpee, not the dumper. So that makes this situation even more strange.

Anonymous said...

I finally figured it out how to work this thing, Sherlon! :-)

Back to the situation at hand: Basically, Tai put Candace up to contacting you. She wanted to know what was up with you, but she didn't have the courage to ask you herself. Typically, that's how it is after a breakup---you still got like an ounce of feelings left for the person, but you really don't want to revisit the idea of a relationship. The phone/text tag game you both played made those feelings come back. Tai put Candace up to the friend request so that when they are at work and have nothing to do---well, they can look at Sherlon's page and see what he is up to. Those privacy settings/limited profiles on facebook really come in handy with situations like this one.
Keep Hope Alive!
Don't lose confidence in dating the black woman.
Your nubian queen is somewhere out there.

Sherlon Christie said...

@journiemajor...I'm not quite the heartless bastard that I may appear to be with the original entry. I did remove the senator's name this morning only because I don't want someone to get fired for a childish act which should have never happened. Every thing else stays the same. If someone saw the original entry, oh well. They apparently created and executed this plan on company time (via the time stamps) so that’s the more troubling thing. I did get 11 phone calls (13 if you count the two to my house phone), three voicemails and two text messages and one e-mail last night. I got no apology and there was no contention that I got any thing wrong. The only demand was to remove the senator’s name because it was “unprofessional”. So, it appears that they are sorry they got caught and not sorry they did it. Hmm. Either way, they know that I wasn’t amused by this unprovoked childish act.

As for the second part of your statement, I honestly have no idea.

@anonymous…I am fairly convinced they were in on this together and the aforementioned reaction solidifies that hypothesis. I was never unapproachable during the relationship and I’ve demonstrated that I wasn’t unapproachable after it was over. So, why this route? I don’t know.

Ladynay said...

Darn shame, why chicks gotta do stupid stuff like this here? *sigh*

Jameil said...

boo. whatever. who cares? both or either person can kick rocks.

CNEL said...

I'm with Jameil but its obvious someone was into game playing.

So...Wise...Sista said...

Ok I dont get it.
Unless you were dating a complete moron, and I have more faith in you than that...I dont get why she would put her friend up to something so transparent and pointless. I can see if this was an untraceable friend, but she didnt even try to conceal her identity.

Maybe I AM the one in grade school cuz Im so lost. lol

Sherlon Christie said...

@ladynay...I wish I knew.

@jameil1922 & cnel... (nods head).

@so...wise...sista...I'm glad you have faith in my dating choices because I'm starting to lose confidence in my picks.