why should i call you?!

i took my piece of shit in for repair (iPhone) and received a replacement phone - no numbers stored. one hour later i receive this:

Random person:Is it a bad idea to say we should meet up and say hello at some point... if i don't ask i won't know. what do you think?

(my thoughts were that it was my mate trying to get me to agree to give her permission to get back with her ex)
Bee:Lol i have no numbers in my phone again but i know who this is Pam! no... he will contact you if he wants to. if he doesnt' it's his loss not yours

Random person:so who do you think i am? i'm curious now. I have no no no idea what that message meant... hmm... this is kinda fun. hope work is going well.

(at this point i worked out it was a guy asking me out, not my friend Pam)
Bee:Oh god... who is this? i thought this was one of my female friends asking for advice. at least give me a clue. come on

Random person:met you a couple of months ago. and we had a few interesting chats. I'm not 100% sure what to say... maybe you've figured it out now. call one day if you like. no problem...

(i just CRACKED it)
Bee: a few months ago?! and you're asking me out now? wow i feel so special. i still have no idea who you are. piece of advice: don't do that to other girls.

Random person:hmmm... don't be too paranoid. maybe 2 months ago i didn't have the balls to say: should we go out. But i didn't want to be left wondering. So i wrote. Your job sounded and i hope it's going well... x

Bee:humph. i am now pretty curious due to the fact you can spell which omits most males i know. and if i spoke to you about my work i must have thought you were more than alright. give me another clue... please?

no response.

well anyway then i worked out who it was. i'm in a very forgiving mood today so i'm writing him an apology. haven't decided what yet.

hang on

is this a case of my previous post where i apologise when it's their fault?

whatever, i'm doing it anyway

i treat them so nicely. so so so very nicely. they comment on it. all the time. ALL the time. gosh, you're so nice. and they're surprised. and they say they're surprised. and they look and sound damn surprised. and they explain that they've only ever gone out with bitchy girls before. you're so nice... you're so polite, i can't believe it. you're so GOOD!

so what do they do in return?

act like arseholes.

and what do i do?

APOLOGISE!

i'm off my bloody tree. sometimes i hear the words coming out of my mouth and my conscience is screaming at me 'why?! why are YOU saying this? HE'S in the wrong!' but i end up saying it nevertheless. how do i do this?

and that's not the worst of it. because i apologise the dick heads then think they deserved the apology and make me wait around till they then decide to come back and forgive me.

excuse me.

forgive me?

ME?!

how is it that a girl who is nearly a quarter of a century old, who is pretty cluey if i do say so myself, who has a degree, who has already had 4 different successful careers, who isn't socially retarded, who has hundreds of friends, who assists others with complications in their lives, who case manages other's lives... how is it that this girl can not stop apologising when she feels that she needs the apology.

and it's not just that. i'm pretty damn level headed. it's not that i think i need the apology; i KNOW he's in the wrong.

and with me instead sorry-ing it up, i'm pretty much conditioning him into thinking i've been doing stuff wrong. which could seriously not be further from the truth.

ahhhh.

dunno