You may well have heard this radio recording or seen the series of texts which features in the recording . In brief, it’s a series of texts from a girl after a date which just turn increasingly crazy in that post-date are-we-going-to-have-another-date limbo – ranging from optimism to despair at his lack of a reply, a series of insane apologies, anger, rage, hope, another invitation on another date, more apologies, rage and despair.
I can’t really convey the whole thing so you’ll just have to listen to it/read it and I suggest you do. On one level, it’s quite funny. If this were genuinely a spoof, it would be hilarious. But every time I see mention of these texts on the internet, I just feel very sorry for the woman involved. Clearly she’s been on a date, liked her partner and thought something was going on which wasn’t. I can completely understand the rollercoaster of emotions she goes on – we’ve all been there, although I think most of us wouldn’t narrate that rollercoaster via text, pretend we were sending ‘wrong number’ texts to make said date jealous or worried, or wind up outside our intended’s house in the small hours to ‘apologise’ or ‘sort things out’. Arguably poor JJ could have behaved better.
To be honest, that’s pretty much it. I recognise the feelings she obviously felt in the situation, she didn’t handle it well but equally she clearly knows that, and the whole thing went badly wrong. That would be sad enough and I hope she had better luck with the next guy. But how much worse must she have felt when Kevin posted the whole thing on the internet, and it went viral?
Frankly, JJ, you might be a little loopy, but you deserve way better than Kevin. We can all sympathise, and frankly I think what Kevin did was completely out of order. I hope the poor girl has better luck (and manages to behave more calmly!) next time. But meanwhile I don’t think it’s nice of us – as human beings who by and large consider ourselves fairly reasonable, decent types, good friends to have, and so on – to laugh at this. Or is that squeamish of me?