We’re not exclusive, are we?
Those words were uttered to me this week whilst out to dinner with DTR .. *pours 7th wine* So yeah that was a fun chat, as you can perhaps imagine.. The evening, ’til this point had been lovely.
As always he took me to a fabulous place and was a perfect gentleman and we had fun.. til I sat dumbfounded when (in my obviously shit attempt to bring Xmas plans into the equation) he said those words.
I DID try not to be a complete cock, I swear. It took me a minute or two but I DO think I regained my composure quite quickly and the poor bastard probly has no idea I’m still confused lol
So yeah, could you tell me please .. what the fuck does “exclusive” mean, in this day and age? Cos CLEARLY I have no idea!
To me, exclusive is we’re seeing each other and no one else. Which, by default, is what *I* was doing.. And somewhat foolishly, it’s what I thought he was doing too. Hell, the man emails, texts and sees me so often I dunno how the hell he has time to do.. er, be with anyone else AND me?
Posted on December 11, 2011, in Humour, Life, Love, Rants, Relationships, Stress and tagged Arguing. Relationships., Dating, Divorce, Humor, Life, Love, Relationships. Friendship. Dating. Hope. Optimism. Joy. Peace. Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.