While my odds are improving, I feel like my theme song should be "Call Me Maybe." Seriously, the chorus is "Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe?" Classic example of life imitating art or vice versa. Maybe I should just go up to the next guy and play the song for him and hand him my number (I actually kind of love this idea, so stay tuned).
In case you've lost track, here's where I stand with 20-29.
23 was a tourist that was leaving out town; I changed my mind about 25 as soon as I asked him out and walked away before getting an answer; I never heard from 22, 27, 28, or 29
20 - We went on one date, which I think went well. We see each other at church and have hung out in group settings, but that's all. He definitely isn't interested in being more than friends, so I guess I have a new friend.
21- I pursued this guy relentlessly for no other reason except that I refused to admit defeat. We finally went out once, and then I invited him to do something a second time and he said he'd let me know. The day of the proposed meet-up, I asked him if we were on...he said he thought it was the next day, and that it wasn't going to work for him anyway. I moved on from him. Negative points for flakiness and me doing all the chasing. Double negative points because he lives in Berkeley, which I consider to be long distance.
Reverse - I went out with him three times for some unknown reason. He was always a gentleman, but we had very little to talk about. As far as I know he has moved to Portland because I haven't seen him or heard from him since he came to the salon for a haircut I arranged for him (the haircut, by the way, ended up being pretty much identical to mine - which I find hilarious).
24 - Even though I knew 24 and I wouldn't make it long term, I was excited about hanging out with him. However, after the third date he basically said he didn't have time to invest in something short-term. Since I like to be friends with everyone I invited him out a couple weeks later when I was in his neighborhood by sending him a text, "I'm out in your neighborhood. You should come by if you need a drink after work." His response was, "Let's be real. There are million guys out there who want to be with you. Give one of them a chance. I'm not him." Thanks and ouch, buddy. I kind of wanted to send him a vicious text back, but I kept it mild, "Yeah, you made that clear. I just have a habit of trying to be friends with everyone." Then I promptly deleted him from my phone. I know I'll eventually see him around and I'll still try to be friendly, though.
26 - I've gone out with him twice, but I'm going to let this one fall through the cracks because (a) our schedules don't coincide and (b) his three invitations have been for me to come over and cuddle and stay the night. Maybe I'm being harsh, but really? Those are your only ideas? Also, maybe I'm stereotyping all guys here, but I don't think he means "cuddle" when he says "cuddle."
There you have it, I have gone on more dates in this set of guys than I have in my entire life. Exciting!
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