So, as I mentioned, I have been on the search for a new roommate for my lovely Gramercy apartment. I posted an ad on Craigslist, which mainly brought out the crazies (read: woman from Italy who spoke little English, man who said he would be happy to contribute his flatscreen t.v. and black leather sofa set - ick!!!!, another male “actor” even though I specified FEMALE only…)
Last night, I showed the place to a totally nice girl, who I think I could definitely live with. I think, think, we hit it off, and our goodbye went something like this:
Me: (Enthusiastically) Okay! So! Yes! Um…you know, if you’re interested, get in touch! You have my e-mail, and phone, and you can Facebook, I am just totally available…
Her: (With smile) Yes, definitely, I’m sure we’ll be in touch, and good luck regardless…NYC housing is just such hell.
So now I feel like I do just after the first date. And because I often throw dating decorum out the window, I often e-mail or text guys the next day: “I had a great time…” This, I’ve learned, is a terrible idea because they never call you back.
She hasn’t e-mailed and I have a worrisome feeling in the pit of my stomach. What if she doesn’t like me? So I’m at a loss for what to do…e-mail her and say that I hope she wants to take the place? Or play it cool…because I gots so many other hawt chickies who want to sleep with me?
