I was feeling a little nostalgic, so I’ve reread some previous posts and looked through my drafts. Amongst my rubbish rants, I found a little gem of a paragraph about my thoughts on men. At the time of writing, I had some very dubious men try to pick me up at random places (i.e. library, train station, street..) Funnily enough, I’m back here, having recently experienced a similar encounter, so to refresh myself of a more logical mind -
I admire men who have the guts to approach women they’ve never met before and express direct interest in getting to know them better. I do not admire men who are verbally pushy or manipulative, overtly sexual in their advances, dominate the conversation with how awesome they perceive themselves to be and/or act like they know what you think, feel and want. Especially if that man is older than your father. Unfortunately, men who actually have the guts, more often than not, are extremely thick-skinned and possess one or a combination of those aforementioned traits.
It was the first time I had the balls to not give out my number but ask for the guy’s without any promises to contact him. I know it’s second nature to some, and others would just flat out refuse, but I’ve always felt there was no harm in giving seemingly brave, well-meaning guys a chance. Hell, it also gives me a chance. Or so I thought.
That was more than half a year ago. I find it amusing that, only my most recent experience, last week actually, has gone the furtherest: a first date. By “date” I mean a getting-to-know-you chat over a drink. And to be honest, I had really been impressed with his approach – no PUA antics, no sleaziness, just straight conversation with the intention to continue talking at a later time. It almost felt like I was shootin’ the breeze with an old friend in terms of comfort level.
Doubt I’d want to see him again, though. I’m stuck in the middle, having issues with both commitment and non-commitment. Curiousity usually gets the better of me.. I like to think of strangers as friends you haven’t had the chance to meet, obviously not having had the stranger danger awareness of most people instilled in me. But I’d also like to think I can suss out a person’s trustworthiness upon initial meeting. So far, so good. Will I keep playing with fire? We’ll see.
I guess you could say in terms of attracting my attention, it’s –
Easy to get. Hard to keep.
