Sometimes when you've been hanging out with a guy and you're not sure if he wants to be friends or more, you get the perfect confirmation.
I met Seventy-five at a chill jazz night, and within minutes we bonded over our mutual love of dancing. I invited him to join my friends and me for a night of dancing the next weekend, and he was a huge hit. He immediately introduced himself to everyone, and we all danced the night away. The following week he invited me to join him for a locking workshop (as in pop and lock...definitely not my forte...by which I mean I'd never done it before...at all). I went, had no clue what the instructor was talking about the majority of the class, and smiled the entire time. After class Seventy-five put his arm around me and told me how happy he was that I came to the class with him. Then he went to NY for a week and lost his phone, so there was a pause in our dancing courtship.
Two weeks later we went to a bar and played pool together and actually got to talk and know each other a bit better. I admired his passion for trying new things; rather than being someone who simply talks about things they want to do, he actually makes a plan and follows through with them. He loves meeting new people and has a social calendar that is as packed as mine. Two days later he went to a show with me when one of my friend's had to cancel, and after the show we had dinner and taught each other dance moves on the sidewalk (not a euphemism...I taught him the Charleston and Roger Rabbit, and he taught me a couple locking moves). The next week he joined my friends and me for another jazz night, and the next week I went to another locking class with him and dancing with his friends the following night. In the midst of all of these hang outs neither of us made any moves or asked what was happening. In my standard outlook I knew that I'd be fine with being friends with this guy or making out and dating him. Whereas my friend Rob declared, "You have enough fun, nice guys in your life. You deserve someone to actually date!" All the while Seventy-five was slightly elusive in the sense that I wasn't sure if he was simply being very chivalrous and attentive as he put his arm around me while at a show, guiding me through crowds, and putting his hand on my back every time he opened the door for me.
Then he went to NY again, and when he returned I was out of town for a few days. So we made plans to go out for dinner and celebrate his new job when I got back. A few hours before we met he had been at a work social and texted me, "Good to go soon, just lil drunk right now with my co-workers. Not stupid though, just a heads up." I found this highly entertaining because he's not a huge drinker, and I appreciated the warning. While we ate at one point he declared, "That's my girl!" and put his arm around me after I said something that he obviously agreed with, and then a few minutes later regarding another topic he said, "That's why we're friends!" Hmmmm, okay, so possible conflicting messages there from him, but I wasn't bothered. Then since we were in his neighborhood he said, "Oh, you know what we should do?! You haven't seen my place yet, so we should go watch the sunset on my roof." Obviously, I said yes. As we walked to his place his phone rang, he looked to see who it was, apologized to me, and answered it. Things like that don't bother me unless I'm in the middle of an important conversation. However, as we walked along and I obviously heard his side of the conversation I started laughing in my head hysterically because Seventy-five was clearly making a date with the person on the other end of the line. When he hung up, he kind of sheepishly looked at me and said, "So, I met someone." To which I laughed and replied, "Obviously." Then he said, "Actually! I met her last time we went dancing? Remember that girl?" "Nope, we met a lot of people that night." He responded, "Yeah! You're such a social butterfly." Then we changed the subject, and I thought "friends it is."
I'm not mad about it all; I think it's entertaining, and at some point I'm going to teach him about all of his mixed signals because any other girl might not be so chill about him putting his arm around me saying things such as, "I'm so glad I met you. I've been telling all my friends how cool you are, especially when I ditched them to go dancing with you."
In conclusion, if a guy organizes a date with someone else when you're standing right there, he probably thinks of you as just a friend.
In case you're wondering, they're going out on Tuesday because she has a cold and he already has plans this weekend.
