Unavailable women
Jun 15, 2008 - 22:09 PM PST
My friends like to note that I seem to like going after the most unavailable women I can find. Naturally, I argue this point because...well because not admitting that it's my tendency helps me sleep at night, I don't know.
It's true that I hit on an engaged girl at the bar a few weeks back. Though in my defense, she was chugging long island iced teas between sentences and the fact that she was engaged never came up in conversation.
It's also true that I have spent the night with girls who had boyfriends. In my defense again, those guys were typically douche bags.
And it's true that I have spent nights with girls that were not necessarily maritally unavailable, but mentally unavailable (and sometimes both. I mean, why not, right?) And by mentally unavailable, I mean that asking me to choke you as a means of sexual gratification just isn't cool in my book. You might like the fact that you're getting humped and asphyxiated at the same time, but I just can't perform under that kind of stress.
Sure this all really just sounds like I'm making justifications all these incidents. And it's because I completely am. But the truth of the matter is, excluding the mentally unavailable, my attraction to women who are unavailable is totally justified. My friends all mock me for it, but no one ever stops to think that maybe the reason these girls are unavailable is because they're worth being with in the first place.
Sadly, I've never gotten to find out. When it comes to unavailable women, they typically choose what they had over me. Yeah, I'm that guy that makes girls realize that they really love their boyfriends. Fantastic!
Now, when I do actually manage to become attracted to a perfectly single, and sane, girl. One of two scenarios plays out.
Usually, I just try to hard and come on too strong, or say something totally cliche, yet still makes a girl all warm and fuzzy and then I fail to follow through and she drops me like last months issue of Cosmo.
Currently, however, I have to deal with this scenario. Last night, while at my friends' place for a small party, I realized that I have feelings for one of them. It was so much like a movie that it makes me sick. We were all sitting out on the driveway, broken into small groups here and there, and I was laying down with my back against the warm pavement and the cool night wind blowing across my face as I looked up into the stars (I told you it was so like a teen movie that it was sickening) and it hit me. I grabbed her room mate, drug her into the house, confessed my realization, and before she could even mention it, I told her I knew that I knew there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it all because there is no way, no way, that she would ever reciprocate those kind of feelings for me.
Her and I are close friends. Close enough that I can give her a hug and a kiss on the forehead when she's down over the guy she likes but wouldn't show up to that party, but that's it. Never will she ever have romantic feelings for me, and that ladies and gents, makes her unavailable, if only to me.