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Covidating: Whiff of Love?

A week later, while on my lunch break at home, I got a message from him. I ignored it. I’ve been feeling lonely, but he’s just not my type. I think. Or do I even have a choice at this point? What if the world ends tomorrow, do I want to be alone? Won’t I rather be alone than be with someone I don’t like when the world ends?

Another week went by.

On one of my lonely afternoons, while working at my little home office station, I got a whiff of the nasty garbage I had piled up in my kitchen over the past few days. So I decided to take it out. I wrapped up the bag and headed out with my hand sanitizer in one hand. As I opened the door I saw a package.

Once I got back and cleansed my hands and the package wrappings, I opened it up and it was a bottle of my favourite wine. I felt my heart melt. No one, not even my parents, has sent me anything during this quarantine. I knew who it was from instantly, so I picked up the phone and called Connor. That’s his name by the way. I apologized for my snobbish attitude, thanked him for the gift, and asked if we could have a fresh start. Our ‘make-up’ was so easy that we ended up having an extremely long all-night conversation. I forgot about the numerous project deadlines I’d been burdened by and just drifted away into a phone-call paradise.

Every day that went by afterwards was so beautiful. I felt closer to him every time we spoke. I would daydream about him (don’t judge me), catch myself smiling randomly during the day just thinking about him, and was constantly looking forward to the next time we spoke.

We had a few more covidates; once at the gas station, while we both topped up our tanks and a few more times at the grocery store. Luckily they had removed the requirement to not speak while shopping. That was ridiculous!

We’ve been fantasizing about what our first post-covid19 date would be like when the city opens back up. I’d like a relaxing day at the beach, maybe with a picnic. He’s more of an adrenaline-lover, so he’d like a 1:1 beach volleyball game. I’m really looking forward to it regardless of what we end up doing. I just really want to have a regular dating experience & of course, feel his body on mine “wink-wink”.

Let’s come back to reality!!!

Today, we had a nice date. We both watched Netflix while Face-timing. Then we chatted about our perceptions and takes on the movie. While I was explaining why I didn’t like how a particular scene turned out, I heard “I love you”, and then “Will you be my girlfriend?”. Those words sent chills down my spine. I’d never heard them so quickly before and to have them come from someone I haven’t had ‘proper’ physical time with was unreal. I struggled to respond as my logic and heart are not in tune.

My heart won though.

I said YES!

Story Continuation: Part 1

Story Continuation: Part 2

Covidating: The Shutdown

I was so embarrassed and I just wanted my bed to swallow me up. I wondered why he would give me his number, but still act like he didn’t know who I was. Was this just to see if he could get me? So childish, I thought. I ignored the text message and dozed off.

The next morning I woke up & saw another text message asking if I was the girl from earlier in the day at the store. I refused to respond. Then a few hours later, I got another text message stating that his colleague had told him about me and was interested in getting to know me. So basically, the number I had was not for the guy I chatted with, but for his colleague. And I thought this whole time, he had purposely put his number in the bag for me. I’m still not sure how the card got into my plastic bag though.

Anyway, I was humbled.

We started talking. But we never found the right time to meet up until about 3 weeks ago when we had planned an outing for the weekend. We were supposed to go axe-throwing. And then rona (Coronavirus, of course) dropped by and our city got locked down. We’ve been stuck Face-timing since then.

Well, until the day at the grocery store. So now you know why I had to dress up just to go to the grocery store.

He’s been super sweet this whole time. He’s sent me food and we’ve had a Face-time dinner, amongst other things. But I’m not sure if I can fall in love with him. He’s just a little………. Oh, he’s here.

Him: “You look beautiful Lola, can I get a hug?”.

Me: Thank you, but not until you let me know why you’re late, I said.

Him: “It’s a really long story. Are you sure you want to know? But first, let me apologize. I’m really sorry for being late”.

Me: Yes, of course, I need to know as your reason may be a good reason to keep this going or end things, I said. “

Him: Alright then. So although I work downtown, I currently live in a neighbouring town and there’s only one long windy road that could get me here. There was a paranoid driver on the street who kept spraying disinfectant liquid on the road before every few moves, through his/her sunroof and refused to pull over to let others pass. It was quite frustrating, but it’s a consequence of the current state of the world. It doesn’t make sense to me though.

Me: I understand now. I would have appreciated a call though.

Him: I know. I just thought if I told you, you would not meet up anymore.

“You can go in now but you need to sanitize your hands and keep shut while inside”, the store associate said.

About 45 minutes later, we got out with full hands and were finally able to speak while he walked me to my car. It was quite an awkward date, but somewhat interesting regardless of us being forcibly mute. We loaded the trunk and then he asked if we could meet up again, perhaps for another grocery store run.

I said no & I still refused to give him a hug. And it had nothing to do with the virus.

Story Continuation: Part 1

Story Continuation: Part 3

Covidating: Who Is This?

As I pulled into the grocery store parking lot, I was so shocked to see people lined up all the way around the building. It reminded me of some line-ups outside night clubs. I had never seen anything like this before in such a setting. I like parking close to the store exit and I was lucky enough to find a good spot. I got excited. But that didn’t last long.

I opened the car door and then my left foot hit the ground. It was in this very moment I remembered that I wore heels. Why did I wear heels to a grocery store, you ask? Well, today was the day I finally got to spend some time with the man I’d been ‘talking to’ for a while, so I couldn’t help but dress up. Coupled with the fact that I’d been stuck home for the past 2 weeks, I thought I’d treat myself to a little dress up outing. Those heels aren’t going to wear themselves!!

Anyway, I walked up to the line and stood at the designated spot behind the last person. Then I saw someone else coming over to stand behind me. And I decided to step off the line as I was supposed to meet this man here today. I thought to myself that if I stood in line I won’t be able to stay close to him when he got to the grocery store so I decided to wait for him before lining up. Why is he late though? Rude? He better have a good explanation. So, while I wait for him, why don’t I tell you how we met, or started talking I guess?

Sometime in January of this year, I went into a local tech store to get new headphones. An associate walked up to me and offered to assist. We struck up a pretty effortless conversation. When I had picked out the perfect new headphones, I proceeded to pay. He helped with this. And then asked for my number. But I said NO. I can’t date a tech store associate, I thought. I mean, I’m above that. I got home about an hour later, after picking up a large 4-topping pizza.

I proceeded to change into my running clothes. Ironic right? I know, but it’s my life. Anyway, when I went to fetch my headphones for my run, I noticed a business card in the bag. I pulled it out and noticed a phone number on the back of it. I took a not-so-wild guess at whose it was. I put it aside and went for my run.

When I got back, I freshened up, ate, then laid in bed staring at it. I eventually decided to send a “hey” message to the phone number on it. Immediately I clicked the “send” button I freaked out and felt like I had lost my dignity. I mean I just shunned him in-person today, so why did I do this now?

After a long series of negative thoughts inspired by my simple text message, I decided to toss my phone aside and watch a movie. Mid-way through the movie my phone buzzed and I froze. I eventually decided to pick it up to see what it was. It happened to be a message from this number. I opened it up and it read “Who is this?”.

Story Continuation: Part 2

Story Continuation: Part 3