It's funny how the string of don't daters led me to ...not date for a while. After all there is only so many no hopers you can kiss until you realise that you are actually 100% not interested in these guys and you don't know why you ever gave them a chance. As I type this I'm thinking about the two lovely possibles I met over the weekend, and for once nothing apart from a polite invitation to dinner and the taking of a phone number occurred. This made me realise that this is the way to handle new male encounters.
Forget the getting intense with someone quickly and then realising after 3 weeks that they are either psychotic, immature, or are never going to change from their mundane and predictable ways and perhaps take things slowly. I myself are going to start being far more picky about who I date. If they're not up to scratch from the off then they're not taking me out! It seems silly that I've only just come to the traffic light system arrival as I approach 23, but you know what, stop - think - action is a good way to think.
Although I can't help but think I will no longer have hidious stories of awful encounters!
Although I did just get asked out by someone that works upstairs, who I just turned down and he stood in silence for a while...that was weird eh? Gotta love em though
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