Time to get a new watch…..

I am not sure if any of you out there have seen the movie “Midnight Run” with Robert DeNiro and Charles Grodin.  It was released back in 1998 so it is a little old but well worth the trip to The Red Box or Amazon.com.  It’s about a down and out Bounty Hunter (DeNiro) who has to escort a Fugitive (Grodin) across country while being chased by the FBI, local Police, and the Mob (I won’t get into the details but trust me it is a good movie).  All during their trip across country DeNiro is from time to time checking his watch, which never has the correct time.  Grodin finally asks him at one point what the deal is with the watch, to which DeNiro answers, it was given to him by his ex wife (who is now remarried to a high ranking Chicago Cop, the same area where DeNiro worked when he was on the Police Force) and he hangs on to it with the hope that she will come back to him one day.  Grodin tells him she is never coming back and it is time for him to get a new watch.  At the end of the movie just before he goes off to start a new life, DeNiro gives Grodin that old watch.

I hope you get the meaning of that get a new watch thing because I’m not about to explain it, but trust me I now think it is time for me to get a new one myself. Several years ago I met this amazing babe who worked a civil service job similiar to the one I was working at the time.  Nsane was in the beginning stages and we had a site up but it was not as fine tuned as the current one (www.nsanephotography.com), so when I wasn’t working with that I was busy with my studies at Ohio State since I was about to graduate from there.  This young lady captured my attention from the moment I saw her sexy ass walk into the room.  She was absolutely gorgeous and even other women checked her out when she walked by, and although I had yet to speak to her, I knew she was involved with someone, but I also knew that somehow she and I would be an item one day.  I associated this mission with the statement President Kennedy made back in 1962 about the country undertaking the task of putting a man on the moon and returning him safely home by the end of the decade.  That was to be the most ambitious technological effort ever made by any country in the history of man.  Well me getting next to this girl who was clearly out of my league was going to be just about as hard as getting a man on the moon.  As a matter of fact my mission was probably more difficult, all they had to deal with was science, I had to deal with the female personality and we all know that is completely unpredictable!

To make a long story short, several years (yes years!) went by and I ended up with that amazing babe next to me romantically.  Of course the first year was great, couldn’t get enough of each other!  Every spare moment of my time was with her, I had quit traveling with the fellas, cut out photo shoots, got rid of all the sexual standby’s I had, I pretty much became a good boyfriend and I was cool with that because I thought this was going to be the one I got old with.  I admit the first thing I wanted to do was “hit it” when I first saw her but once I did that I thought to myself I could get used to her being next to me.  I really enjoyed the attention I got from other couples who would see us together because I knew the women thought; “How in the hell did he get next to her” and I know the men thought; ” Damn my man hit the lottery with that one”!  I didn’t care what any0ne thought to be honest, I was just glad to be with a babe that everyone wanted.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had my share of cuties over the years but this one was “Leave your wife and kids material”.

A friend of mine likes to repeat this quote from a movie we saw; “Show me a pretty girl and I will show you someone who is tired of fucking her”.  Now I am not saying that is what happened to me, after several years together I still enjoyed sex with the Amazing Babe but lets just say I wasn’t running over to her house like I used to.  This wasn’t because the sex was getting old, it was because she changed about 165 degrees from when I met her.  In the beginning she was the cool girlfriend, now she was nagging me like a wife of seven years.  I admit I’m not always a day at the beach but she knew all about me and my little ways before we were committed to each other.  Nsane was taking off and I was back to the photo shoots and international trips.  I tried to compromise but no matter what I did it was never good enough.  We fought, we argued, and once she started making big bucks at a new job she figured out that she didn’t need me anymore like she used to.  Before when she was broke I had no problem helping her out financially because she was my partner in life, now that she made her own money, there went the partnership.  Of course she saw differently but I told her the day she got her high paying gig (largely because I helped her with the process she needed to complete to qualify for it) that it was going to be the end of us.  No longer was sitting at home watching rented videos and eating take out acceptable (yeah we did occassionally but not often like we had), yes I was making more jack also so I didn’t have a problem with doing things like taking trips to Central America for our anniversary or going to the Virgin Islands for her birthday, but the simple things were a thing of the past.  Our relationship had changed for the worse so now when we fought her first thought was to exit the commitment, so we broke up several times after silly fights, most of which I can’t even remember.  I do remember once going to her place after returning from a trip to Argentina to give her some presents I bought for her, she gave me a note telling me why she was breaking up with me, talk about a blindside! I took her back after she changed her mind the next day.  That was the norm, break up, then get back together, started to happen so much I didn’t get get bothered by it.  Once when she broke up with me I flew down to Puerto Rico the next day to join a friend who was down there.  I get a call as we were about to go to some club in San Juan called Club San Tropez, it was the Amazing Babe crying and begging me to take her back.  I did after I returned back from P.R., had to enjoy a day or two of freedom!

One break up lasted a year and a half but when we met up for lunch one day we forgot all about what had been troubling us and ended up in my bed later that evening, needless to say we were back together.  Six months later we weren’t talking, a few months after that we were again.  The break ups were coming closer together now, not sure about her but my temperment was a lot shorter these days, I just didn’t want to deal with any of the bullshit I used to deal with from her.  No matter what I did, it wasn’t good enough.  I had cut the trips out completely and shot only a few times with select Models, still not good.  She wanted me to quit Nsane completely, that was not going to happen.  I asked her what would happen if I did and she still broke up with me?  Internet sites especially those that make money don’t have an on and off switch.  I knew it would only be a matter of time when she would find some other reason to give me the boot. 

The end came for me when I had a run in with the law that landed me in the Pokey for almost two weeks.  OK I got over the fact she never made an effort to come visit me, but when I got out I still didn’t see her there with open arms.  I walk out of jail and see every low life who had in there with me getting greeted like they were returning from war and I didn’t even have a ride home! Weeks later when I had my day in court I couldn’t get a hold of her to tell her the outcome and when I did she got upset at me because I didn’t get excited over her passing a test at work.  I knew it was over then, I don’t ask for much but you could at least be there for me when I need you to be, I had always been there for her like she needed her car fixed or wanted a pair of Manolo Blahniks or Jimmy Choos.  I have to be honest, she did pay me back $1700.00 for the shoes but you get what I am trying to say here.  I do admit I did fuck up once and skipped a funeral for a shoot in Vegas and auto show.  I never stopped hearing about that one and trust me not only did that lead to a break up, she still is upset over it years later!  I kept going back to her mainly because I was comfortable with her.  I didn’t feel like starting over with the dating scene and if you say you love someone, you try to make it work.  She once told me after we got back together that she couldn’t leave me behind.  Maybe that was because I always gave her nice gifts even after we had broken up, that was my bad, found out you can’t buy love, The Beatles were right!  This last break up was the most juvenile, she just quit talking to me, for months!  Now the very least you can do is to tell someone to go “fuck off” when you want to leave them, don’t just disappear like you were abducted by aliens, but like I said, the female personality is unpredictable!  I had to contact her by email to see what the deal was with us.  I even sent her a couple nice presents as a peace offering, she kept them but told me it was over with us.  I guess I will box up her stuff that she left behind and send it to her, may even include a watch that she had bought me since it is clearly time for me to get another one…