When you meet people, you tend to meet other people. Through a possible love interest, I met a girl who seems to ask me to go out with her all the time. As she is quite fun to be with, I am more than pleased to out drinking wine or beer with her.
As I am interested in her friend, and as this girl has a love interest on a fishing boat somewhere in the south seas, I have never really considered hitting on her (for more than the obligatory five minutes after meeting her), but we have a lot of good, honest conversation and we spend much time together. Some of this seems really strange to me, cause she’s slightly flirty with me, keeps touching me and I have no clue as to what she means by it, if anything.
As this fisherman is far away and will stay far away for a long time, she has decided to “pursue other options”. She met this guy when we were out one day, he reminded her of her ex and had some strange fashion accessory which made him stand out of the crowd. They exchanged numbers and he seemed to be keen to make contact. She had told me that she wanted him around as a friend and get to know him properly in case something went wrong with Mr Fisherman.
Mr Ex-lookalike would have none of that slow build up. He kept contacting her, trying to get her to do stuff, assuming that a tentative appointment was a set date, and perhaps the funniest of all from my perspective, he got jealous because she had dinner with me.
Of course, he doesn’t know that I am completely uninterested in her, that I wouldn’t date her even if I did have the chance and even if I did for some reason share bed with her, there wouldn’t be any sex. I’m a “rival” and I didn’t know it. All I did was to treat a good looking girl with respect and behave like she was a human and not a porcelain doll. *sigh*
I wonder if my life will ever feel normal. I feel like I’m caught in some bad movie with no ending. And men are horrible around women. I feel ashamed to be one.