Text or call...does it really matter??

Kelly and I used to live in the same city. She moved nearly two years ago and now, when she visits for work, we always fiercely protect one evening just for the two of us -foodies at heart - to try the newest restaurant and, of course, catch up… So, when Nick approached us at the bar of my local neighborhood pub, Kelly and I were completely engrossed in a post-dinner conversation and could not have been more disinterested in meeting anyone. When he introduced himself, I even gave him my faux “bar name”. However, Nick was persistent…asking what the unique beverage was that we were drinking (a nightcap of Frangelico), where we were from and sharing that he was meeting his college-aged sister for cocktails and catch up. His sister soon arrived and he excused himself. Flash forward an hour and he was back at the bar, paying his bill and making small talk with us while he waited. As he apologized for interrupting us, acknowledging that it looked as if we were engaged in a serious discussion, I think we both began to realize he was quite attractive, charming and actually seemed to be a sincerely nice person. As he gave us each his business card, explaining he was new in the neighborhood and would love to meet up for drinks sometime, I fessed up, admitting my real name and apologizing for the lie. He simply laughed it off as his sister joined him at the bar and he politely introduced her before bidding us farewell.

I emailed him a few days later apologizing again for the faux name. He then used the phone number provided in my automatic signature to call me and ask me to meet him for drinks. Now, as many single women can attest, the mere ability (and choice, mind you) to use a telephone number to call, rather than to simply text message someone, is often a near-instant cause for rejoice and celebration! He was IN! There was absolutely no way I would miss going out with this seemingly all-too-rare man that not only was attentive enough to notice the phone number but also used it… to CALL - a rare gem indeed!

We met at another neighborhood haunt, this one equipped with a lounge-y patio area and a live jazz band. It was just loud enough to provide comfort for any lags in conversation and yet quiet enough to easily chat. Conversation was easy and I was even more attracted to him than before. He was smart, witty and attentive. As a hobby musician, he knew some of the band members and politely introduced me to them at a break in the set. In addition, it seems we found several common interests, including a love of hole-in-the-wall bars, great espresso and unique cheeses!

He texted the following morning, telling me how much he’d enjoyed our time together. In this case, I was more than happy to simply receive a text. However, in the week following, our sole communication has continued to be in the form of text-only, both to check in as well as to set up our next date. Perhaps I am being a bit old-fashioned here, but is it too much to expect someone to actually call when arranging future plans??

Honey: This date was a pleasant reminder of what it is like to be pursued by someone: boy meets girl, boy calls girl, boy asks girl out, boy and girl go out and have fun…truly nice!

Lemon: Post-date text-only communiqué…