Too good to be true…
Self-esteem.
What is that supposed to be? Respect for yourself, very funny. I had never given much thought to mine. I knew that she would prevent me from doing anything stupid in an emergency, but wouldn’t make herself known beforehand. Useless, but good to know it was there. Just like an appendix. I didn’t realize that it could disappear unnoticed. I was sure I would notice before it was too late.
I liked Tim, 34, straight away. Dimples, followed by dark blonde curls. I was smitten even before I scrolled through his entire profile.
Movie buff, loves to cook.
Enough for me to spin my own reality, which involved both of us and a one-way ticket to Las Vegas. Of course I wrote first. Men like him don’t write to women, they are written to. A quick, spontaneous (meaning two and a half hours of rethinking-revising-rewriting-old-version-retrieving) three-liner got me a movie date.
Armed with two Spiderman cards, pre-ordered and picked up, I became skeptical. The movie had already been running for twenty minutes. Still no Tim. I thought that was pretty cheeky for a movie buff.
The seller did not take the cards back. So I made a mockery of myself. I blocked the way to the ticket office for every couple who was able to keep an appointment so that I could sell them my tickets at half price. When I finally found what I was looking for, all I wanted to do was pull the covers over my head.
Then he appeared. In reality, he looked even more stunning. My annoyance evaporated into blatantly pathetic groupie mode when he asked me if he could make it up to me.
“Gladly!” I blurted out, depriving myself of the chance to be served a flat excuse for his lateness. I ordered bite-sized portions of maki, although I would have loved to try the gigantic tempura rolls with peanut sauce.
Tim didn’t understand any (!) of my jokes (although I did have a few real laughs up my sleeve). After it became obvious that we had nothing in common, I decided that we were meant for each other.
The bill made his face contort into a pained expression.
“Tell me, can you maybe pay? Give it back to you via Paypal.”
Question: How much are we prepared to accept when we feel attracted to someone?
Self-respect: an indispensable attribute if we don’t want to learn to love holes in the ground as the new accessories.
Writing is her hobby: Sybille Statz from Cologne loves great romances just as much as she loves horror films, cats and 90s series. You can read more of her work in her two short novels “Matches for Real – Das Dating-Desaster” and “After Sunset – Korallenrot” and here.
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Text: Sybille Statz
