The Sport of Dating

Date #17 - Continued

So, you may wonder what happened with Date 17 and here it is - nothing. (Now when you read this remember that I am completely embarrassed and disappointed in myself. No man should act like this.) So nothing happened. “Why” you may ask. Well, there are a number of reasons and none of them really makes much sense in hindsight.

First, she had a boyfriend. Most who know me would know that that is generally not a problem. (As will be further explored in Date 18.) However, it turns out that I respect #17 so much that I did not want to put her in a bad position. (And I’m a pussy around her. Seriously, I can't deny her anything.)

Next, we didn’t have much alone time because my wingmen bailed on me on that weekend. Thus, there were 3 of us going around San Francisco and Napa (what I generally call “The Closer”).

Finally, and here is the one that makes me want to puke, just her being there was enough. The thing is, we connected instantly again and I am about 100% sure that if I would have been more aggressive then we would have picked up where we left off. I mean, even if there were nothing there, here is a girl on vacation in the USA for the first time - the party is just waiting to happen.

Oh well, at least now I know that it is possible for me really to like someone at this point in my life, and thus, all of the girls that I have met to this point in San Francisco were deficient in some way.

posted by Chuff @ 10:19 AM