Hard to get.

He: "...still game to meet for drink, movie at junction 8, etc?"

I: "Can't find anyone else to go out with izit?"

He: "Not today, other day."

I: "Eh?"

He: "Never mind, eating dinner, chat other day, hugz."

I suppose I sometimes come across as the sort who gives guys a hard time. Not that I do it out of a sadistic streak -- though in this case, I did. It has become a game of sorts for me. He tries his luck every once in a while, and I always give him vague and edgy responses. The first few times that he backed off immediately, surprised me -- I'd thought he would have been more persistent or tried a witty comeback, and I was looking for an interesting exchange. Mostly, I figured that he was just trying his luck because he had nothing better to do, and since I didn't care to be just the flavour of the moment, I would react by being caustic. Some days though, I actually thought that he just didn't have the guts, nor the wits (sigh), to follow through. And that's quite pathetic -- considering that other people have had it worse. At least, I didn't do the "no-no-no" routine on him, and even then, someone managed to survive that one, unscathed.

Still, I never cease to marvel that he keeps trying, and that he doesn't seem to be conscious, if not embarrassed, that he's always had to beat a hasty retreat. And that he keeps coming back for more, I find rather amusing. So I keep dishing it to him, just to see how much 'abuse' he can take.

But heck, maybe I should just make it easy for him next time. Then I can chalk him as my third date for the year.