Boys from the past

A few days ago I received a seriously random email. It was from a guy that was on one of my volleyball teams back when I lived in Chicago (4-5 years ago). When I lived in the city I was always busy. Happy hours, flag football, volleyball, running groups, different cultural events around the city, etc. A lot of the events centered around drinking, playing sports, or a combination of the two.

I randomly joined an indoor volleyball team from a Craigslist posting. I didn’t have a ton of volleyball experience, but like with most sports, I was a quick study (and it didn’t hurt that I was tall). One of the guys on my team, Rob, was pretty cute and I dug (ha ha) his quick arm that could crush the ball. He was a nice enough guy….and I could overlook the slight stutter.

We kissed on Halloween after drinking WAY too much. My friends thought that he was a nice enough guy, but thought that I could do better. Because I am the naïve and silly girl (even after all of these years), I thought that because we kissed that we would start dating. I was wrong. We were always friendly after that, but never did the “dating” thing. I even brought him to a friend’s party at one point and the whole night he talked to an acquaintance (female) of mine.

Nevertheless, we moved into spring and then summer volleyball on the same team. He had gone to law school so as I was applying and eventually enrolling in law school, we were always able to discuss that. After I left for the west coast city, I didn’t give him much thought as I was then wrapped up in an ex (Herb) that suddenly came back into my life after a phone call saying that he still loved me.

About a year ago, I received a message from a Chicago friend that she saw Rob and he was asking all kinds of questions about me. Was I still in law school, how was I doing, etc. I didn’t really chalk it up to anything….until I got the email from him (I had deleted his email a while ago so of course it went into my junk mail folder).

Lots of questions such as: was I back in Chicago, where was I working, what did I think of my law school, etc. While that seems perfectly harmless, he seemed to remember a lot about me when frankly, I remembered that he went to law school but I couldn’t tell you where, what kind of company he worked for, etc. Maybe he just has a better memory?

Anyway, I sent a reply back, making sure to include that I was getting married in October and funnily enough, I haven’t received a reply from him. Too late buddy boy…..and my friends were right- I could (and did) do better!