Some girls are adept at bagging the guy. I’ve never found it particularly easy.
There’s a guy I like. And I think he likes me too… (Doesn’t this sound familiar..?)
Experience thus far has taught me that guys in their 20’s do not have their shit together. So when Mr R came along (at a delightful 9 years my senior) I was optimistic. We flirted a lot. There seemed to be a spark. He ticked so many boxes. But when seeking advice from mutual friends there seemed to be something fishy going on.
He’s not seeing anyone as such…
But I should definitely send him a message asking if he fancies grabbing a drink over the coming week.
So I did.
And I can’t work out if the message back is a polite rejection or vaguely promising.
I know that if it was one of my girlfriends in this situation, she would have already have had a date with Mr R – probably two or three – and sex would be on the cards.
But I am not one of my girlfriends. I am me.
And this is what happens in my life.