Well, slap my ass and call me a bitch!

Hot FedEx Guy just dropped by- asked to speak with me in private. He woefully confessed his lack of recent attention was due to his Ex being in town and they were considering a reconciliation. He didn't delve into detail, but apparently that plan has been scrapped as she's returning to Virginia sometime this week.

Here's the kicker- he understands why I did what I did and doesn't blame me.

Gee, thanks. How many Hail Mary's do I have to say?

And thinks that we have the beginnings of something special and wants to pick up where we left off.

It took all I could not to laugh him out the office. Can you believe the fucking balls on this guy? Does this shit really work?

In the nicest manner possible, I explained that I will not be taken for granted nor someone's second choice. To add further insult to injury, I expounded had he not given me the bullshit run around, I would be inclined to take him up on the offer.

Understanding, he lamented, "Damn, I fucked up. Can I give you my new number just incase you change your mind?"

Admittedly, I weakened for half a second -he is so very fine, the stupid jerk- but instead, "I won't be needing it."