Paging Dr. Late Night – The Conclusion (!?)

After a very determined moment to eradicate Dr. Late Night from my life, he messages me on Sunday Night – at 11:03pm. Living up to his name. Just “hi” but the time stamp said enough for me.

I spent the whole next day ignoring him until I received another “hi” around 6pm while grocery shopping.

Livid, I decided to respond, but I was pleasantly surprised with the results. See below.

I guess sometimes these situations CAN be resolved admirably as adults. We aren’t right for each other right now. I got to call him out, be cool about it, and kind of hope he’s a little dinged by the loss of me.

We’ll see if it’s the end of Dr. Late Night… Update in October then!

Paging Dr. Late Night (Part 1)

It’s fascinating when you become attracted to someone’s photo that you decide “I HAVE TO MEET THIS PERSON!” despite knowing absolutely nothing about them.

For me, Dr. Late Night, aged 34, had an endearing look to him. On Tinder.

Yes, I know, I shouldn’t have expected too much from Tinder, and honestly after my first dating experience from it, I was impressed.

Dr. Late Night and I had a short chat back and forth one Sunday afternoon. The conversation died quickly, but the next day I was determined to start it back up. Simply “Hey there :).” Well, he didn’t respond until after 2am the next day… But with a nice message:

I’m up late working tonight but thought I’d say hi even though I think you’re probably asleep 🙂

I decided to ask him out since I didn’t want to do any back and forth.

On Tuesday, we decided on Thursday night, but late since he had softball and I sent him my number. We texted for a hot second, and then it stopped. I didn’t hear from him all Wednesday, and it wasn’t until late afternoon Thursday that he messaged me VIA THE APP. Kind of weird since I have him my phone number, but ok…

So, this was while I was out doing my nails. He asked if he could call and I needed to finish up. I didn’t want to tell him that I was getting my nails done, so I said that I was with a friend and saying goodbye and needed 15 min to finish up.

Well, he got excited because he told me that his friend dropped in unexpectedly in town and he wanted to know if my friend wanted to continue to hang with me and join him and his friend for drinks.

I frantically called my friend, Y, to come with me. She was nice enough to oblige.

Well, we went to Fat Cat (bleh) but had a blast playing ping pong and pool.

Dr. Late Night was, you guessed it, a doctor – pediatrician. He had crazy hours since he was in a fellowship. So late nights were what worked for him and later I found out, he barely sleeps – so strange.

After Fat Cat, he kicked his friend to the curb, and I kicked Y to the curb. We went back to his place and hung out for a little bit before I went home.

To be continued…

Love, anon