Boys! Please Stop!
So yesterday this guy walks into my office. Hands me a Nestle Crunch bar.
Me: Hey man, thanks, but I won’t eat that.
Him: Seriously?
Me: Seriously, I don’t like that sort of stuff.
Him: What kind of chocolate do you like?
Me: I don’t really eat much chocolate. I mean I like it, but I don’t eat a lot of candy.
Him: You like dark chocolate?
Me: Yeah, if I have to choose.
Him: So, like Dove? Godiva? Lindt?
Me: Any of those are decent.
Him: Really no preference ?
Me: I don’t really eat much chocolate so I don’t really care.
Him: Huh, okay. You must be hard to buy for on Valentine’s day? You do anything fun for that?
Me: Nah, I don’t bother with that.
Him: What really? I woulda guessed you had a boyfriend or something like that to celebrate with.
Me: Nope. First time I’ve been really single since I moved to New York. It’s pretty awesome. I’m enjoying it.
Him: So you got big plans for the weekend?
Me: Hanging out with friends and stuff mostly.
Him: That’s cool, you like to get out, have a couple drinks at a bar?
Me: Not really. I’m not a bar person.
Him: Really? I woulda thought you’d like that?
Me: Why? Going to bars is mostly a bunch of skeezy guys hitting on you relentlessly. Not exactly my idea of a good time.
Him: Oh yeah I guess it would be different for girls.
Me: Yeah, plus I don’t really like getting trashed around strangers.
Him: Then what do you do for fun?
Me: I don’t need to get trashed to have fun. I can just hang out, have a drink or two if I feel like it.
Him: So what kind of beer do you like?
Me: I’m not much of a beer drinker.
Him: No? You like maybe a couple shots of Patron? That’ll take the edge off.
Me: Egads no. Tequila is the last thing you want me to drink.
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Me: I drink wine. Sometimes vodka. Not too much of either these days.
Him: Wine huh? Ladies drink. Classy. Huh, man, I had you pegged all wrong.
….. he’s talked to me like a handful of times. How exactly do I come across in casual conversation? Some super girly girl that likes your typical trash bar scene? At the very least he knows I’m alternative, into art, and Star Wars.
Not to mention; chocolate, Valentine’s Day, fishing to see if I’m dating someone, talking about going to bars, what I like to drink??? Please don’t ask me out, please don’t ask me out, please don’t ask me out. Sorry buddy but you’ve got the wrong girl. I am so beyond not interested.
Do guys really think they’re not completely transparent? Also, do they really think this works? What kind of approach is an interrogation? Egads