Three months ago I went out on a date with a woman I'll call Redacted. She's a sweet gal, and pretty, and we had a pleasant two-hour conversation. But there were no sparks. Afterwards she sent me an email:
thanks again for meeting up with me last night, i had a great time. :) and got some studying done afterwards. :)
And I replied:
Thanks for coming all the way outside to hang out. It's fun out here, isn't it?
(I was teasing her because she claims she never goes outside anymore thanks to med school; she even lives in housing attached to the hospital.) To me, the simple exchange didn't indicate any interest in continuing the correspondence on either of our parts. I thought that was that and I forgot about her.
But three weeks later, she writes me the following:
i'm sorry for not getting back to you sooner - i had a huge test last friday and it basically took up my life. but i was glad to meet you for drinks and experience the Real World. :)
anyways... a while ago a longtime friend of mine told me he had feelings for me and i decided a couple days ago to see where it could go... would you want to still be friends? (i understand completely if you don't!)
i hope you're well,
Um, what? At that point, being friends would have been a step UP in intimacy.
But seriously, how adorable. I told her no worries and good luck with your budding romance.
Then I curled up in bed and cried myself to sleep.