The day after our date, The Alum messages me on Facebook. He sends me a link to a product he thinks would be nice for The Child for Christmas, and a link to the pizza place we talked about.
I can’t decide how to reply, so it takes me two days to get back to him.
I don’t think that’s good, and I’m pretty sure he knows that, based on the tone of his replies.
A few days later, he posts an article in the Alumni Facebook group I run that almost no one uses.
A few days after that, he texts me asking for the name and email address of another alumni in the area that he met at our summer picnic. It takes me a while to reply, mostly because the request is on my phone and the information is on my computer and I need both to be in the same place at the same time as I think of it.
A few days later, he messages me on Facebook with the same question.
Oh, I say, so sorry, I meant to reply. I’ll check now.
He messages back while I look it up: It’s not urgent, he says. I want the name of the place he got the dumplings he brought. They were very good.