Disappointing

She was not all that she was cracked up to be and she certainly didn’t live up to the reputation that I expected of her, based on what others had told me.  She looked great and it would have been nice to get a hug or a kiss, instead of a handshake, so I was kind of putting my hand out, while at the same time keeping my arms open for the hug as I waited for her to approach me on our first date.  I realized right away that this was a mistake, as she kept checking her cell phone under the table, which made me feel like she didn’t want to be here with me.  What goes on inside the mind of a woman has always been a mystery to me.  If she wasn’t interested in dating, she could have said so, before we reached this awkward point.

I tried to be confident, being the manly man that I am, one who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to go for it, but her condescending attitude was making me feel desperate, and needy, like a man who can’t take a hint.  When I go on a date with a new person, I try to keep my hopes up, so I can enjoy spending time with them and possibly getting the chance to know them.  I could sense right off that she had zero interest in being with me and that she was not just playing hard to get.  I told her that dating is confusing enough without having to play these stupid games, so I said that we should be real with each other.  I get it that women are the ones being pursued, and therefore they have to figure out a way to let the guy down easy.  I told her that we didn’t seem to click, and that things would never work out for us, because I had never been ghosting by someone while I was still on a date with them.

Written for Stine Writing – Poetry, Positivity, and Connecting!, Simply 6 Minutes hosted by Christine Bialczak.