Silence of the Dates

Franz Ferdinand hit the nail on the head when they sang "No you Boys never care, how the girl feels!"

Oh yes it's another blog with me moaning about men and why I just don't understand the way they work. Recently, I guess I can say, I've been quite lucky. I've met a few guys. Everything seems to be great and there is talk of meeting again and then *silence*.

I'm convinced it must be me! On date, I insist on buying drinks, or halving the bill at a meal. I insist on be comfortable, not going somewhere were we don't have to pretend to be something we are not. I don't expect him to travel several miles to meet me, I'm happy to meet in the middle. So of course... It must be me.

As I'm rambling on, I might as well give you the story behind the most recent tale behind "Silence of the Dates".
In fact in this example, we didn't even get to the date! Me and this guy arranged to meet on Saturday a week ago. No set plans, but a definite date. In the week we started making plans, started to decide what to do, where to meet and where to go. Thursday, the plans were still not set and the texts between us consisted of, " I can't wait to see you!" "I'm really looking forward to Saturday!"
Great, you would think. Until I texted him on Friday.
I texted him 3 times. Once in the morning. Once in the early evening and the final time at 1115pm.
No reply to any of them. I was suppose to be seeing him the next day. I didn't know what to do. A few minutes later he logged on to MSN and Facebook chat and promptly signed off again.
There is no reasonable explanation for the ignorance. I don't know what I did wrong. Even one of my best male friends said that he is baffled. Why go to the effort, for nothing!

This is just 1 of many silences I've experienced after dates. About a month ago, I dated a guy who I knew was crazy about me. He looked at me in a certain way, kept in constant ­contact with lots of texts, calls for no reason, texts chasing replies to his previous texts.
We had one date, it was great, Chemistry bouncing of the walls, lots of flirty remarks and touches. Promises that we will do this all again next week and then *bam!* He changed. Communication slowed down, almost to a halt! We still arranged a second date and he was 'sick' on the day.
And suddenly it was all over. I have no clue whether or not he was lying.
But I still think about it. I mean, Why did he say he liked me if he didn’t? Why did he arrange a second date and then stop talking to me?

Men, if you are reading this. BE HONEST!
If you don't want to see us, tell us! We'd rather you be honest and then we can have a cry and a bitch over that rather than cry and bitch over the unknown and work us into a emotion mess and stalk your facebook/twitter/bebo/myspace/[enter social networking site] profile!

Honesty, is, in most respects, the best policy!