I've been trying to find a cute humorous way of posting a couple of comments I got this weekend. I give up. I will just lay out the situations and let the words fly where they will...
So, Friday night after going to a haunted house with some friends, I decided to head out to a local dance club. After walking around for a bit I noticed this woman kept looking at me. Now there isn't anything wrong with that - kinda flattering to tell you the truth. But, when I walked up to talk to her, she actually asked me "What's a guy like you doing here?" WHAT? It's a bar on Friday night that plays decent music. Well, after I tried to explain why she wasn't convinced. She really didn't get the music part. She, apparently, is a die hard country music fan and was in a dance club - I should have asked what she was doing there. Anyway, I tried to convince her they would play about anything and to prove it I requested the DJ play a country song (I asked for George Jones, but he didn't have any). As requested, a slow country song played and this girl brightened up. Her friends went to dance. And I approached and asked if she wanted to dance... now, I have rambled on to get to what she said here. She said, "No thank you, you're too nice a guy for me." OK?!?
Now we move on to Saturday night. As I was putting on my shoes to head out to a local Martini bar, one of my ex-girlfriends called to see what I was up to. I told her where I was heading and apparently she and some friends where heading that way to. I met up with them at O'Charley's while they finished dinner and we went to the bar as a group. Now I may do a post later on the weirdness of Saturday night itself but for now I will flash forward to a conversation some hours later between me and the ex. Let me say first that I know things would never have worked out between us. The more I have dealt with her over the past couple of years since the break up the more I have realized I must have been suffering from temporary insanity when I started dating her. Good friend but not compatible in the least. Her take on it was a bit more interesting given the previous nights events though. She told me it never would have worked out because "You are too nice a guy." No kidding - her exact words.
There are so many snippets of things I could say but they just won't form into complete thoughts. Those words keep repeating in my head "You are too nice a guy" and all I can do is smirk and chuckle and wonder...
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Wednesday, October 14, 2009
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