Advanced Placement "Hard to Get-ology"

"Good job! You're finally learning how to be a player!!!"
her words kind of sat there in my mind for the rest of the drive home. Of course I have learned to laugh away pathetic words over the years of suffering. I was telling her my story with Mr. Sunshine and this was her response. Let me tell you the story first.

A week ago I had to drop off letters at the post office for Mr. Lazy Butt Sunshine. As he bent down and begged me and said "Allah yirda 3alaykee" seven million times I just said ok ok! And took the letters and off I went. Before you start criticizing me as a push over or something, I didn't do it for him. He and I have reached this point where we just do things for each other as friends/co-workers/whatever we are. So as I waited in that long irritating line for my # to arrive at the post office, a friend of mine (male) noticed me and came over to say hi. He was already being taken care of with one cashier so he talked to me as he waited for his packages to be labeled. He looked at what I was holding and said, "Is that all you're here for?" And i looked at the letters and said, "Yeah but 5 are missng stamps." And he says, "Oh my god. Give those to me..and he took em and took care of the price n the sending.

When I returned back to the office I quickly started working again. About 10 minutes later Mr. Sunshine noticed my return and came in to talk to me. "So did they get sent?" I looked at him and smiled without saying a thing. And he says, "Is that a yes? So how much were they?" I was laughing now and he was curious. So all I told him was a summarized version of the real story--not a lie. I told him as I waited for my turn a man saw me and offered to take the envelopes off my hand and pay for my stamps. He was SURPRISED and started to ask me who this guy was and if we exchanged contacts...etc etc etc. It was funny just watching him wonder...

But as she complimented me for my professional advancement in "hard to get-ology" I felt insulted. All I wanted to tell her was, "Sweetie, I'm NOT advancing in hard to get-ology...I'm advancing in bitterness. It hurts to wait for 6 months for the person you truly fell in love with and not realize what he feels. It's bitterness now and I have already established great comfort with him so now--I don't fear being honest or angry or rude or nice or ugly..."

But instead I laughed off her words and continued to drive down that very crowded night road--remembering that today he texted asking about my whereabouts because I was not on time.

CURIOUS???