Rusty continues to mystify. I have no idea what his motive or end game is.
Since the last entry about his antics, I continued trying to figure him out some, including a whole smattering of tipsy texts that next Sunday Funday, but did not get much of a response, go figure. And maybe he was ignoring me purposely or maybe he was busy because he’s deployed, but to be honest, none of those tipsy texts really deserved a response anyway.
But then I started thinking about everything in the second week of October and I decided that I really didn’t like the way he treated me. Something about that “ex” screenshot he sent me just suddenly came to surface and started to annoy me. Like, dude, I really don’t really need to be texting you, if that’s what you prefer.
And I decided that he can go to hell, quite frankly. And I told him so, in so many words, signifying my intent to leave him be:
“I do not like the way you treat me”
“You are condescending and belittling and frankly, quite mean”
That was all she wrote. I wasn’t expecting a response and didn’t get one for the next week or so and I was okay with that.
That was October 9th. Exactly a week later, on the evening of October 16, I get a text from the same unknown phone number from September 11, opening with some dumb GIF, which is definitely his M.O.:
And there we were again. Me calling him out specifically by name; him being evasive and misleading about his identity and just clearly trying to screw with me. Then nothing after that. I sent Rusty’s real number several texts basically asking for him to stop doing that shit. He never answered.
But then the fun continues last night. I get a text from a new mystery phone number. From California. I look it up in my text records…none to be found. So I’ve never texted with this number at all. Gee, I wonder who it could be?
And the opening text is a link to a recent aviation incident and mystery texter telling me it’s a member of his old squadron. I ask who it is even though I already know from that phrase and the link alone.
So we once again embark on this cat and mouse game of me just trying to get him to admit it’s him and to stop texting me from all these fake numbers. He goes a little further this time in confirming his identity, although not outright, and insists that the current phone number now is a “deployment number” and that we’ve texted on it before (we haven’t – I’d know).
I ask why he keeps insisting on texting me when he seemed to make it clear he wanted me to leave him alone. He answers with a lot of “Huh” and “What?” as if he just can’t in the world comprehend what I’m talking about.
He eventually tells me to “stop being offensive and be nice” and I remind him that he didn’t want me to be nice to him, proving that that time I was a mere 5 miles away from him and he pointedly ignored me for a full week. He answers that he was “in the muddle of being crushed at work.” Oh, and I was had been acting “cray.” Of course.
Gee, what a breakthrough. Finally, after 3.5 months, he actually bothers to address the subject and give me an explanation (albeit not a good one).
But although he does admit this was him at last on this new number, he still insisted the other number wasn’t him. Which is a definite lie.
Not really sure what he’s going for here.