I'm single right now.  I've been single for about 5 months.  I don't like being single but then again I don't like being in a relationship.  So I figure I'll just chill out until I actually figure out what I want.  Yes, this is leading somewhere:)  I just moved into my apartment complex about 8 months ago.  Many attractive men around here.  I still have no clue whether or not they are single or not.  I'm driving up one day to pick up my son from the bus stop.  I stop because my trash falls off the trunk of the car (I put trash on top of my trunk to take to the dumpster).  There's this man walking by and he's trying to talk to me.  I'm thinking I'd like to stay and talk to you but I have to get my little boy.  He asks for my number.  Of course I give him the cell.

Then he starts calling me.  He doesn't have much to say.  He just wants to hang out.  I'm trying to explain to him that he can't come over to my house because I don't play that.  I live in Philly.  Crazy shit happens.  I don't let any guy I don't know come over and hang out.  Anyway, his cell is a PIECE OF CRAP.  Either he can't hear me or I can't understand a word he's saying because of static.  I tell him, “you're breaking up.“  He's telling me he's not. 

I finally agreed to let him come over and hang out on my steps one night.  My son had alot of homework that night and it was getting late.  I tried calling to tell him I had to reschedule.  Someone else answered the phone.  I left a message.  Then I put my son to bed around 7.  I wake up because my buzzer keeps sounding.  I'm thinking who the heck is that???  Why don't they leave my buzzer alone?  I finally go and answer and it's this guy.  He's like can I come in?  I'm like I'm sleeping.  He said how about for like 5 minutes?  Do I have stupid on my forehead.  I said no and hung up the intercom.  He kept ringing my damned doorbell.  That was it for me.  Btw, he was 2 hours late.  And I never gave him my address.  How did he know where I lived?   

I told him I was no longer interested.  Blah blah blah.  Of course he still called.  He would call like 5x a day.  Honestly.  I don't even know this man.  I'm not all that.  lol. 

My point of this long, drawn out post was that he called me again today.  My cell rang.  I answered, “Hello.“  Caller says, “Hello“, I say, “Hello“, Caller says, “Hello“, I say, “HELLO“, Caller says, “Hello.“  I hung up.  I realized the 2nd time he said hello it was him.  Learn phone etiquette, get some manners.  I don't have time for this.  Does he think he's that special that I remembered his voice?  Well, I did, but that's besides the point.  That's only because he has an accent and most people would call my home number before my cell. 

Almost every guy I ever dated was an idiot.  The last one wasn't too bad.  I call him Mr. Big:)  No, he's not the one I'll never forget or anything like that.  My dad christened him that.  Now it sticks.  But all the rest....  Doesn't say much for my instincts.  Hence, single status.