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You know, as a guy, I won’t lie. I see a cute girl, it catches my eye. Gets me thinking, you know? What’s she like? Does she think I’m at all attractive? Does it matter? Is she taken? Is she a wild girl? Big time party girl? Do anything except go to church kinda girl? Or does she? Does she read the Bible? Does she know who Jesus is? Is that John Mayer on her iPod? What does she think about music? Does she play an instrument? Better than me? Can she play sports? Better yet? She like them at all? Would she go for a sports fan like myself? Does she have tattoos? Does she smoke? I hope she doesn’t. What’s her view on life? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Wonder if she likes peanut butter and jelly sand-witches?
Thats just to name some of the things that go through my mind as I see a cute girl walk across my path at any moment during the day. Guys, if your reading this, you know what I mean, unless, well lets face it, your taken, or yea, we won’t go there. And it just so happens that, if they are single, it seems that all they do is mess with your mind. Flip their hair, smile just enough to acknowledge, but not suggest a thing, act like they aren’t interested, whether they are or aren’t, you can never tell. Since I learned growing up girls are the ones us men should lift up an honor in our lives, the ones we are supposed to be dedicated to, pull out chairs, open doors, help, respect, love and nurture, I have been trying to figure out how to do that, yet they can be so darn difficult to read.
Ladies, if your reading this, maybe you have some insight, but how do you do it? Act like your not interested yet still be interested? Don’t you realize its hard on a man’s mind since usually all we have to fill it up are sports, cars, testosterone surges, and occasionally a funny commercial on t.v. that we can understand. You have to give us some credit and dump the playing hard to get deal. We don’t have the super power to see through your evil ways. All guys in favor of girls wearing some sort of sign to help us better understand.
Last night I had studying to do and unable to work at my apartment with the party next door, I lingered down to the down town Starbuck’s. (yes evil empire) This is what I see, let me paint you a picture. Walk in the door, to my immediate left there are two girls, Bible’s open, heads bowed in prayer. Cute. One drinking a tuxedo. I think wow, awesome. Always awesome to see. I keep walking to the counter, up ahead on my right, a group of three girls. Cute again. All chatting. Bible’s closed, but definitely the topic of discussion. Tea’s all around. On the left, Mr. So-Hairy-Should-Shave-Back man drinking a strawberries and cream. Wait, you didn’t need to know that. It actually like took me a second to comprehend the fact that there were five girls that to me, are gorgeous. Spending time in the word, fellow shipping, and having some inclination as to who the Creator if the Heavens and the Earth is. Hot stuff!!
Well, I continue on to the counter, still baffled, and order up my drink, and go to take a seat. Now I have never had this happen, I mean, and I’m no coffee connoisseur, but the tuxedo I ordered was bitter. So after setting my stuff down, I walked over to the condiment table to grab some Sweet n’ Low for my bitter beverage, and to my luck, one of them approaches me. You know me thinking, he an opportunity, trying to be confident as possible, I turn and say the first thing I can blurt out, “Gee it’s crowded in here, tough to study when it’s so loud.” Her response, “Yea.” Mine? A fumbled sound that resulted in me grabbing my Sweet n’ Low and darting back to cover behind my books. Doofus. I can’t believe it. “Yea?” That’s it?
Exactly what I’m talking about. What’s that supposed to mean.Girls, maybe you don’t realize how hard it is for a guy to go out on a limb and talk to you. I nearly grabbed my stuff and left with my tail tucked between my legs in fear of being the circle of conversation, “Hey guys, that guy is weird.” I could hear it played over and over in my head. But right as the cold sweat broke out, they got up to leave. I wiped my brow and continued studying.
So what is it? Why am I so bad? Or is it guys in general? I’m all ears for any suggestions or ideas. Or am I just the only socially awkward one with the opposite sex. Anyways, just some thing I had I wanted to share. Peace…
