Where am I?, continued

It was time to put my new strategy into action.  How would this actually work?  Am I going to blurt out to every man who approaches me that I’m looking for a boyfriend?  Will I sound like that crazy woman who couldn’t understand why The Bachelor didn’t want to talk about reproduction during the first episode?  After all these rantings in my head, I decide to just do whatever comes naturally.

Then, along comes Victor (all names have been changed, of course, to protect the innocent and my future love life).  I was at a friend’s house party when I saw him come in fashionably late.  Since I was standing near the door, I said hello to my friend with whom he had entered and then quickly introduced myself.   

“Hi!”

“Hi, I’m Victor.”

“Nice to meet you,” I say.  Immediately followed by, “so what’s your story?”

I see the question caught him off-guard and I win the slightest smile from him.  Perfect!

We proceed to chit chat for the next half hour.  Even though I was thoroughly enjoying the convo, I excused myself to make my way around the party.  I can’t be too available, right?  Later that night, I circle back to Victor (we’ll call him Vic for short).  We pick up our casual conversation right where we left off—chatting, laughing, and gauging our attraction for one another.  He ends the evening by asking for my phone number.  I graciously give it to him, followed by the boldest statement I’ve ever made in my dating life—“You should know that I believe women should be courted.  If you don’t want to court me, maybe you shouldn’t call me.”  I couldn’t believe it, even as the words were clearly coming out of my mouth!

Oh well, I said I would do whatever came naturally.  I convince myself that if he doesn’t call then he wasn’t the kind of guy I was looking for anyway.  Do I really believe that?  Or, am I just trying to find a way for it to be OK that I may have let a great guy “get away?”  I guess I’ll have to wait and see how this experiment works out.

 

~Southern Fried CHICK