I know it’s a year later but I have to let you know how all the drama of The One ended.

After several back and forth phone/text convos which really weren't going anywhere, I pretty much figured this guy is full of sugar honey ice tea.  And I leave it alone because I'm cute, smart and a sista with an attitude (best to let things go instead of getting mad crazy).

So a few weeks after I'm soo cool on him, that you could keep your Ben n Jerrys on me, The One calls me.  He just starts chit chatting like we've been talking on a daily basis.  I mean, he has to be a on some type of medication!!!  He's telling me about some artist who used him as a model and do I want to purchase the art.  Are you freaking kidding me???  No I don’t want to buy anything you are selling.

So, I politely as I know how (which at this point aint very polite at all) tell him no, that I don't really care for that type of art.  I'm into more abstract or inanimate objects rather than human subjects.  He gets a little pissy but I keep it moving.  Finally after he is basically trying to bully me into purchasing something, I flat out tell him "We are not friends"

He gets quiet and he kinda stutters out that he thought we were friends.  And I tell him as plain as I know how, that We are not friends and won't ever be.  He got off the phone, in a huff, and I haven't heard from him since.

So that is how The One became just some guy.