Had this little exchange yesterday:

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No response.

Afterward, I got to thinking about who it might be, and I realized that Mr. OBD‘s number started with the same digits. And he didn’t have an iPhone so his messages would show up green.

Um, he and I went out on December 10 (Correct my math, but that was more than three weeks ago, right?), and I didn’t hear from him, so I deleted his texts last Saturday, after the Dutchman told me he was a one-woman man.

(a) Is it reasonable that Mr. OBD is angry with me about this?; and
(b) Passive-aggression—uuuuuhhhhhhnnnn, yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah, gimme some. Dudes must know how it makes the ladies’ panties hit the floor.