Game Over

“You can get any guy you want”, “why do you need to be on a dating site?” & “how are you single?” are things I hear from guys all the time.  Truth be told, though…I have absolutely no game. 

 

I never understood the logic of game playing.  Why in the world would I pretend to not like someone when I actually do like them?  All those Men are From Mars & The Rules books & articles make my heart beat fast.  Really?  I’m going to lose out on the one person I’m “meant to be with” because I texted after a date?  Please.  Plus, I do pretty much everything differently than others so, these books would just tell me I’m doing EVERYTHING wrong.  That’s okay though, because the lid to my pot will be just as weird as I am & won’t buy into that bull shit either. 

 

Also, I don’t pick up on signals very well.  Signals are stupid anyway.  If you like me or are interested, just tell me so. If you don’t, I’ll assume you’re cool with being just friends.  No biggie, I’ve got many guy friends.  I don’t enjoy the cat & mouse games or the “hunt”.  I don’t enjoy flirting with a ton of guys or listening to stupid pick up lines.  I don’t want you dressing up to take me to some restaurant where you’ll pull out my chair & I have to wear high heels & worry about spilling something on myself or if people are staring at me while I walk to the bathroom.  I’ll probably trip & get lost coming back from the bathroom.  High heels are for funerals & the bedroom and thank you, but I can damn well pull out my own chair.  I don’t want to see the guy you are pretending to be.  I want to see who you really are right from the beginning.  Too much to ask?

Let’s hang out in a park & people watch or lie on the floor listening to music.  Tell me about your prom & the worst thing you’ve ever done.  Tell me what your favorite Halloween costume as a kid was.  Tell me what your favorite movies are & what your super power would be.  Then tell me how much you like me.  You’ll be golden.