A couple weeks ago, I somehow managed to get roped into a new girl’s extremely aggressive flirt zone. I was still with the cougar at the time and the new girl was “Status: It’s Complicated” with her dude, so I thought nothing of it. Two weeks later and she’s reserving multiple night hotel rooms and buying me things and texting a dozen times a day with “What can I do? I can bring you dinner! Let’s go hang out? I’m bored, want to hang out? Here are semi-nude pics of my boobs!” That’s the tamest stuff. Thank the Maker that last month I had upgraded to an unlimited text plan with Verizon.
The thing is, I was and am totally not attracted to her in that way. She’s a great girl for someone else and a good friend for me, but that’s it. We have almost nothing in common except we like the same music; but food and drink, personality, outlook, life goals, etc. were completely disjoined. I tried to make this clear in a polite way multiple times, for example end-of-night “friend hugs” without any kissing or anything, no hand holding, repeatedly and plainly telling her (in person and over text) that she was way too aggressive for me, etc. Seriously, I rebuffed her in every non-rude way I could think of, so now I think I know how women feel many times. :(
Anyway, Sunday night she was pretty liquored up (1.5 bottles of wine will do that) at the winery where I hang out and, paraphrasing her words, was inebriated enough to ask me something although she didn’t really give a shit about the answer*. Right then we were interrupted. As that passed, I turned back to her and said “No, I’m not looking for a relationship right now”. A few more words, a goodnight hug, and I left. In point of fact she was almost stalker-y, but that’s another conversation to have once I’ve been liquored up myself. On the drive home, I actually took the scenic route and avoided trailing headilghts to make sure she wasn’t following me.
The next day I received multiple short essays on FB asking me to delete all the texts (no problem, actually I already had; they were quite inappropriate) and basically cancelling all the “investments” (her word) she had made in us spending time in the future in the hotels, etc. This whole thing sucks because I do think she’s cool. Just not mate material for me.
Anyway, I just wanted to write this somewhere and get it off my chest and somehow sublimate the negative feelings.
- This seems strange to me. If you don’t care, what’s the big deal? If you do care, won’t pretending to be uncaring about it turn me away?