After I finish changing my ticket and extending my trip (for the second time) with an incredibly nice and kind airline professional, I swivel around in my office chair a few times and stop to stare at the computer. Now that I am going to be in Minnesota for another two weeks I need to email my volunteer counterpart (Haynes Thomas Taylor) and let her know my arrival back to New York is yet again delayed.
Town and Country’s birthday is coming up in a few days. I have been debating if I want to wish him. Siobhan and Ainsley would have my head on a platter if I instigated contact with him. And my life cannot take any more drama right now – so all Town and Country avoidance is best. But what I really need and would like would is for Dr. Froggy to call me or send me a note and let me know he is thinking of me.
I really don't think I am asking for that much. I mean what is going on? Is he self absorbed and clueless? Or is he a jerk? Or do my feelings not matter? We have YET to have a phone conversation about my dad’s health – and you would think as a health care provider he could muster up SOME interest. For the love of Ganesh, I was interested in his house, and I am NOT even an architect.
So I decide to write Dr. Froggy a note (something that my guy friends cringe and shudder at the thought of). But I don’t think it makes sense to play game and pussy-foot around (Meera might disagree). But I am putting my cards on the table. I’ve nothing to lose, and all to gain.
Email to Dr. Froggy:
Hey - Help me out here, I’m a confused. We exchanged a few lines via email a few weeks ago, Dad’s still in the hospital, I’m still in Minnesota and I have not heard a word from you. I have no idea what is going on with you, but here is my hand. If you are interested in really making a go of this, let me know. Then next weekend when you are off, we can schedule a time to discuss moving ahead. If you are not interested, let me know as well, and then I will officially move on. ~ Desi Girl
Let’s see what happens now.