So, do you wanna know what happened?

What does this picture have to do with anything?  Read on....

First of all, let me just say that it was so fun for me to see all of your different opinions as to how I should proceed with my little dilemma.  I hope you all don't think I'm a drama queen because all of this was just in good fun.  So, that being said...I decided to finally text him back...a day later.  Here's how it went (and don't forget, the name has been changed): 

Aubrey:  "Hey Matt.  Sill working for Fari.  What's up?"

Matt: "Can you talk for about 2 minutes?"

Aubrey: "Sure."

Okay, so right about now I'm thinking in my head..."2 minutes.  All he needs is 2 minutes.  Its definitely a favor.  Well, whatever, I'll just answer the phone and see what he needs.  Make it short and sweet and be done!"

...the phone starts ringing..."Oh crap!"

So I answer the phone and he doesn't waste any time.  He pretty much starts off by telling me he has a favor to ask of me and that Fari, the company I work for, was the first name to come to mind (notice how he didn't say that my name was the first name to come to his mind).  Anyway, I totally called it!  He then starts telling me about this fountain project he's working 0n and how he needs the number of a high end stone mason to help with his job (hence the elaborate fountain picture.)  So basically I tell him I'll have to get back to him at work tomorrow when I have more resources in front of me.  

Then, he tries real hard to make small talk..."So what have you been up to?  How's work?  You been staying busy?"  Of course I'm polite and ask him the same, and then brag for a second about my upcoming trips to New York, Vegas, and Kauai.  Then, its so funny that I even analyze these things, but he says "Hey, can I get your work e-mail?"  For real? He probably wanted to make sure he wasn't sending any type of signal by asking for my personal email, right?  Well I say good for him for keeping it all business.  I mean, you gotta give the kid some props for having the guts to call up a girl who he took out and never called again.  Who knows, maybe this is the start of another business/platonic/guy/girl relationship.  (Like I really need one more of those in my life.)

But after all said and done, I'm glad I text him back.  No need for this kid to think I'm some self-righteous punk who won't acknowledge his text because of some stupid little incident (that really wasn't even an incident) over a year ago.

The End.