I did get the girl.
-But Blackclaw, you’re a bastard.
Well, I wasn’t at the time so shut up and let me tell the story.
At the time I was a nice guy and, as previous posters have pointed out, my problem was that I was shy and had no self confidence. I had plenty of female friends, but none that saw anything romantic in me. “You’re such a nice guy.” They’d tell me.
What saved me was I met Christine. She was older than me and had just dumped her abusive fiancee. She had had enough of “exciting” tough boys and was willing to put up with a boring guy in return for stability. The thing is once I was finally sure about the relationship. I gained confidence. Later I got a solid paying job job in that new e-economy thing everyone is talking about (though I’m sick of my present company right now. Anyone want a Lotus Notes Web developer?) and now I probably have a little too much self confidence. Oh I still have my doubtful days, but I’m a far different person than I was. I certainly am no longer boring. Insane perhaps. And now I have to beat women off with a stick. Well, not a stick. I’d never hurt a lady. Maybe a big wet noodle. But I know Christine was the catalyst for my change so she has nothing to worry about.