Chapter 36

The great Communicator:

A couple of days ago khun Aor phoned me and asked if I would like to join some friends for a visit to Laem Singh beach. I of course agreed and met up with her at the Coffee Shop. She told me that khun May had said she would join us in about a half an hour.
Two and a half hours later, since we are polite people, we were still waiting for her.

For reasons best known to her she was not answering her phone.

We eventually gave up and headed to the beach. It was good. It is not high season yet so it was not crowded and the waves were big enough to knock me over.
We watched the sun set at just after six o’clock right in the middle of the bay. Very nice!

The next afternoon at about half past four May phoned me.
“Hi khun Reb what you doin”
“Sawatdee khrap khun May. Not a lot. Do you fancy coming out for a meal or a drink later?”
“Ok give me a call later”.
“No problem I’ll call you at about seven.”
I called her at seven. She was not answering her phone.
I called her at seven thirty with the same result.
And again at eight.
At eight thirty I sent her a message.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE ME THEN TRY CALLING ME.
At nine I tried once more and then gave up and adjourned to the Coffee Bar and got drunk.

Now what I want to know is this. What am I doing wrong? It seems reasonable to me that a lady should not wish to communicate with me but…… why then should she instigate the communication in the first place? I would be perfectly happy to get a note saying “sorry feeling a bit too tired to go out this evening” but nothing, nada, sweet fa. Now that in my book is unnecessarily rude.
People fascinate me in all their complexity, particularly girls since they add a level of complexity well beyond my easy comprehension.
I always see this as a challenge, which is perhaps where I go wrong.
I guess that sometimes one should just walk away. I was never very good at that though I have done so on occasions.
The greatest pleasure in my life is problem solving. I just don’t like leaving things unexplained.

I’m still not happy that Fermat’s last theorem has been reasonably solved. I don’t think it has. What would Fermat have thought of it - It certainly can’t have been the solution he had in mind. But I digress.

So May, if you ever read this let me tell you that I am not angry but sad, sad that I just don't seem to be able to find a way of communicating with you.
If you ever find the time, try and work out why it is that this makes me so irritated.

Or do I ask too much?