End of the Rope

I have reached the end of my rope with Rafi. I cannot (after almost 6 weeks of dating him) get him to care enough to make real time for me. Every evening he is either busy, tired, or more into spending alone time than having me over. Most of the time I can barely get him to answer the phone in the evenings when I call. I have yet to be taken on a real date. I know that it's only downhill from here. Never have I been in a situation where a guy put in such little effort. Even Mike got off his butt more than Rafi! I am fed up. If he had given me half of the time that he allots for Debbie I wouldn't be complaining. My best female friend told me that the beginnings of relationships should be the most fun. They are full of excitement, dates, and moments together building something. I don't feel like that is terribly consistent with Rafi. I cannot force him to pay attention to me, nor have I really encountered this problem before. Mike lived and hour and a half away as well as had a toddler to care for. I can understand him being busy. Rafi lives 10 minutes from me and lives alone. I have to pull the plug. This is seriously going nowhere.