…..he could think of only one good reason why she wasn’t returning his myriad phone calls, but thirty lesser ones. Naturally, as in all matters involving the heart and the lovelorn, those other thirty reasons held disproportionate sway and Prince I.M. Utterly Naive optimistically picked up his cell phone and tried once more….and then again after that and again after that and again after that. Love is blinding to the senses—All right?—but it is also blinding to one’s rational thinking and our ability to process obvious cues. Tragically, this exasperated buffoon hasn’t learned these invaluable life lessons quite yet but trust me, after weeks and weeks of unanswered communiques and having his nose rubbed humiliatingly in ripe feces he will discover what so many men have painfully been forced to acknowledge before him: Women are unfathomably complex, unpredictable creatures who specialize in eviscerating male egos, albeit sometimes probably unknowingly ….
Fred's Soapbox 