The thrill of the chase..
I am *that* girl.. OK fine, that woman since at 42 one can’t really be considered a girl.. But I digress.. I am the woman you can take home to meet your parents. Heck you can take me to your work ‘do’ or any formal family function and I will fit in fine.
Mothers looove me. I am wholesome (in some ways lol) I can cook / bake, talk knowledgeably about gardening, bridge or whatever. And Dads love me too. I can parallel park my car. Shoot stuff. I drink Scotch (watered down only with an ice cube or 2) and I don’t disapprove (or even care) when they swear.
So whilst I bang on about how many of my relationships fail and I lament how I don’t get men – there are many (we won’t count: that wouldn’t be..er, dignified k) men out there who’ve tried to snap me up and turn me into their missus.
Below are a couple of examples:
Man #1 – was a guy a little older than me, from the Eastern side of the US of A, who flew to my town to meet me, without telling me. Wanted to surprise me .. well he did alright. I was out of town! To be fair, he was coming over for business and added a few days on. But that still somehow smacked of crazy stalker man and freaked me out so I phased him out slowly ..
Man #2 – was a young man from my own country, but he lived some 800 miles away. We met a few times where possible and it was lovely .. (he was a kick boxer, nuff said? wink wink) but we lived in diff towns so I figured it was a no-go and we kinda fizzled out slowly but surely, over a few months.
Then out of the blue he texts me to say he’s moved to my town and wants to catch up. Yeah about that .. Sorry, I now live in another town (refer earlier “I like change” post) 😉
Man #3 – this one was plain weird. And I learned a very valuable lesson about on-line dating. Back in the olden days, before it was ‘the done thing’, I chatted online. I met a man. He gave great chat. I would ask for pics, he’d always say “don’t have any on my computer”.
I now refuse to accept this as an excuse but back then it was feasible. Except he was a computer geek so he shoulda had some way of scanning etc. Warning bells WHOOP WHOOP!
Anyway eventually he rocks up to my place and he was .. well, he was simply pig-ugly. There is no other way to describe him. He actually was unpleasant to look at. Not wishing to be rude, I invited him in but god it was awkward, cos I couldn’t bear to look at him lmao..
We spent the day together, went out and did stuff and I sent him packing with a peck on the cheek. He tried for more (and he was strong so it was a bit of a struggle .. warning sign #2!) but eventually I pried him off me and told him to go away.
Didn’t expect to see or hear from him again til a few days later he emails me and says “So I am thinking I’ll move in with you.” I shit you not.
So yeah, I sure can pull ’em! 😉
Funnily enough I think I could be elements of all “those” guys stuffed into a female body – and when I think about how much of a turn off it was for me .. It makes sense why the guys I hanker for run away after awhile cos I did exactly the same thing when presented with that situation.
Which begs the question:
DO humans really want to find a mate or do we in fact just want to chase?