Step Up or Step Out
When you spend your adult life as a single person, your lifestyle goes through a lot of changes and phases. There have been times when I've been in exclusive relationships, times when I've sworn off all men, times when I'm casually dating or working on trying to meet someone new.Right now I find myself in the midst of a phase that I don't remember happening before. Sometimes you have a cold spell when you don't meet anyone interesting. I seem to be consistently meeting men that are potentially interesting.
Sounds like a good thing, right?
Well, sure.
Even better that these men appear to have an interest in me, too.
All good, right?
Uh, not so much.
There have been about a half dozen different occasions where I've met someone that I think I would be interested in getting to know better. For me, it's impossible to tell if I'm interested in dating someone upon our first meeting. All I can determine is whether or not I'd like a second meeting. Very simple.
But here's what's happening. In almost all cases, the men have expressed a lot of interest when we meet. Lots of attention, flirting, sexual tension and occasionally a more overt gesture of asking to get together. The follow up to the initial meeting has looked like this:
*asks for my number and calls a week later
*doesn't ask for my number, but contacts me on Facebook
*sends me a text inviting me to a group happy hour
*sends me an email asking if I'm going to be at an upcoming event
*an invitation to lunch to discuss business
In other words, lots of lukewarm, ambivalent interest being expressed. "Casual" invitations to group events. Phone conversations regarding what upcoming dates "could" be. Phone conversations ending without said dates being planned.
Yeah, yeah, I know it's a classic case of "he's just not that into you". Which is fine. I don't know any of these men well enough to really care.
But I'm longing for the man that meets me, wants me, and clearly comes after me. Expresses interest and backs it up by asking me for my number. Then calls me in the next day or two.
And actually asks me on a Real. Grownup. Date.
Man up already!


10 Comments:
It was so much simpler when I was dating. The phone was the only option (and I'm not talking about texting!) Of course in a group house of 5 girls (in the age before cell phones), there was often competition for the single land line! Times have really changed.
Dating is strange. I started to write a whole convoluted comment about the oddities in my own dating life, but that's a story for another time. I'm not sure what's up with these men. I can only hope that it's just a spell - when did a week become standard?
This is one of those posts I enjoyed reading, but as a man don't want to get anywhere near the comments. However, I am curious about one thing - why the picture of Jeffery Donovan?
Barbara- It's not so much the method of communication, it's the overall lack of urgency. The overly-casual approach. The "let's hang a bit and see" attitude. (And I had the same one phone in the dorm issue when I was in college!)
Kristen- oooh! Now I'm wondering about your dating life! Believe me, my dating landscape is oh-so-much more complicated than this post even shows...
Refugee- Jeffrey Donovan (as his character in Burn Notice) strikes me as a man that would know what he wants, and when he sees it, he GOES AFTER IT! No ambivalence there...
apathy..is sooo unsexy..
xoxo
I completely agree w/Suicide's comment. Apathy is soo unsexy. Make the effort. It's sexy!
It's a maturity factor if you ask me. Consider it the most telling filter...
Definitely a maturity factor... whether he's reached that point or not.
Yeah, maturity. When I was younger, the idea was to be as ambiguous as possible, and let her make the first move.
I'm still immature, but if I sense I like a woman, I make it known and let the chips fall where they may.
And let her make the first move, unless she might need a little help.
Relationships suck. That's where I am. They are difficult and painful and fantastic and perfect. Messy! Confusing! Fulfilling. Loving more than one person is just as horrible as loving no one. OY!
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