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OMG, you know, that dating site? A guy messaged me today, and looking at his profile with photo, I realize I’ve already met him in person, at the library today. *lol* He’s average height, greyish hair; he'll soon be bald, dark skin, a moustache, 41 years old.
I talked to him, because he stopped me and asked if I speak English (he looked like he was from India or something), and then we spoke a mix of English and Swedish. He was standing by one of the “quick search” computers (I had been using the one next to him) so I assumed he wanted to ask me a question about something.
No, he just wanted to talk to a Swedish person. He said: “I have seen you here before. Do you come here a lot?” and I was like “Uh, what? No, not really…” Then he began asking me questions about what I’m studying and stuff - he’s learning Swedish. (He also, I can see now on his profile, has a Master’s Degree in English Literature.) It felt like a weird conversation, because he was nice and polite but for a typical Swede like me, it’s not quite “normal” to start randomly talking to a stranger at the library for no reason at all. It’s like… no, it just doesn’t happen. (Different from that guy whom I’ve met a few times at the university; he’s so nice and cute and enthusiastic, I’m always in a good mood whenever I see him [well, I’ve only talked to him like six times and it’s not like we’re friends], but he talked to me the first time because he had information to share as a Teachers’ Student Association representative. I would have thought he was odd, too, if I his first words to me had been that he had seen me at the library before…)
And it’s not like I believed he was hitting on me (he would have been more pushy, asking for my email and phone number, right?) he probably just wanted somebody to talk to, but I was hearing my friend K.’s voice in my head all the same: “You’re the only person I know who actually responds to people like that; I’d walk away immediately!”… Well, it’s in my nature to try to be kind. And yet I was thinking: “Why is this person talking to me? Leave me alone with my books!” and I left him after a few minutes.
As I left the library, I thought to myself that it’s always like this: Whenever a man approaches me (because only foreign men come up to me like that, not that it happens a lot but like once every third year), I find myself thinking: “Why couldn’t he have been a woman?!”
This time, though, I stopped at that thought, turned around (mentally) and tried the idea that IF that man had actually found me attractive (not that I can believe it), perhaps I should have considered getting to know him and then eventually “one thing leads to another”, as they say; we’d get adorable brown eyed children, probably!
I thought about his handshake that was soft, almost too soft, and tried to imagine being touched by those hands, and I was like “no… no way!”
And now he messaged me on this dating site. He says that my presentation shows that I’m a romantic and asks if I’ve studied Mrs Dalloway. His profile text is one of the longest I’ve seen on that site, especially considering he’s a man, so it’s quite impressive. (I mean, all other men I’ve seen on this site have had very short text or nothing at all; I don’t mean that most men in general aren’t into writing!) He’s looking for a soul mate and sounds like quite a romantic himself.
And I love Virginia Woolf. But. Am I interested in this dude? Not at all. I mean, I’ve already talked to him, and although he was nice and all, I was like “eh, why am I talking to this person?”, so I don’t feel like I can be his soul mate…
Well, but who knows what happens next time I go to the library…. (Actually, he couldn’t have seen me before, because the last time I was there was exactly one month ago, and I think I haven’t been there more than five or six times this year. Of course it’s possible that he has seen me, but for him to have remembered me, he must have been actually watching me, which is… weird. But maybe I’m easily recognizable because I’m limping.)
Anyway, it’s not like I have to respond to every person just because he can string more than two coherent sentences together… Hmm…. I’m not all sure how to do something like this, but this guy… no…
I talked to him, because he stopped me and asked if I speak English (he looked like he was from India or something), and then we spoke a mix of English and Swedish. He was standing by one of the “quick search” computers (I had been using the one next to him) so I assumed he wanted to ask me a question about something.
No, he just wanted to talk to a Swedish person. He said: “I have seen you here before. Do you come here a lot?” and I was like “Uh, what? No, not really…” Then he began asking me questions about what I’m studying and stuff - he’s learning Swedish. (He also, I can see now on his profile, has a Master’s Degree in English Literature.) It felt like a weird conversation, because he was nice and polite but for a typical Swede like me, it’s not quite “normal” to start randomly talking to a stranger at the library for no reason at all. It’s like… no, it just doesn’t happen. (Different from that guy whom I’ve met a few times at the university; he’s so nice and cute and enthusiastic, I’m always in a good mood whenever I see him [well, I’ve only talked to him like six times and it’s not like we’re friends], but he talked to me the first time because he had information to share as a Teachers’ Student Association representative. I would have thought he was odd, too, if I his first words to me had been that he had seen me at the library before…)
And it’s not like I believed he was hitting on me (he would have been more pushy, asking for my email and phone number, right?) he probably just wanted somebody to talk to, but I was hearing my friend K.’s voice in my head all the same: “You’re the only person I know who actually responds to people like that; I’d walk away immediately!”… Well, it’s in my nature to try to be kind. And yet I was thinking: “Why is this person talking to me? Leave me alone with my books!” and I left him after a few minutes.
As I left the library, I thought to myself that it’s always like this: Whenever a man approaches me (because only foreign men come up to me like that, not that it happens a lot but like once every third year), I find myself thinking: “Why couldn’t he have been a woman?!”
This time, though, I stopped at that thought, turned around (mentally) and tried the idea that IF that man had actually found me attractive (not that I can believe it), perhaps I should have considered getting to know him and then eventually “one thing leads to another”, as they say; we’d get adorable brown eyed children, probably!
I thought about his handshake that was soft, almost too soft, and tried to imagine being touched by those hands, and I was like “no… no way!”
And now he messaged me on this dating site. He says that my presentation shows that I’m a romantic and asks if I’ve studied Mrs Dalloway. His profile text is one of the longest I’ve seen on that site, especially considering he’s a man, so it’s quite impressive. (I mean, all other men I’ve seen on this site have had very short text or nothing at all; I don’t mean that most men in general aren’t into writing!) He’s looking for a soul mate and sounds like quite a romantic himself.
And I love Virginia Woolf. But. Am I interested in this dude? Not at all. I mean, I’ve already talked to him, and although he was nice and all, I was like “eh, why am I talking to this person?”, so I don’t feel like I can be his soul mate…
Well, but who knows what happens next time I go to the library…. (Actually, he couldn’t have seen me before, because the last time I was there was exactly one month ago, and I think I haven’t been there more than five or six times this year. Of course it’s possible that he has seen me, but for him to have remembered me, he must have been actually watching me, which is… weird. But maybe I’m easily recognizable because I’m limping.)
Anyway, it’s not like I have to respond to every person just because he can string more than two coherent sentences together… Hmm…. I’m not all sure how to do something like this, but this guy… no…