Gentlemen, look a little further west. I can think of at least one woman here who likes nice guys, and who considers nice a requirement for dating material.
The thing is, I have discouraged two “nice guys” from dating me. Here’s why.
The first one is a guy who I sing in choir with. I’ve known him for several years now, and know him reasonably well. He hasn’t got a mean bone in his body. The problem is, there’s no depth, strength, or breadth to him. Me, I tend to be rather strong-willed, passionate type with a propensity for mounting my white horse and tilting at windmills. I’ve come into church talking about the latest injustice in the local news, and he just shrugs his shoulders and says, “OK”. Not long after we met, he told me he had 16 bookshelves. I thought, “Cool! Sounds like my kind of guy!” They turned out to be 95% science fiction, 5% computers. Some years ago, when I was working on my resume, I left a message on his answering machine on a Friday night asking for help. He called me at 11:00 that night, and 8:00 the following morning, giving me the impression that I was his “last thought at night and first in the morning.”
The other guy I know less well but we worked for the same company at the same client for quite a while. He acted interested, and out coworkers kidded me about his interest, but he never asked me out. I can’t give you a lot of tangibles here, but I got the impression that this is another guy who couldn’t stand up to me, thus, by extension, would not stand up for me.
Nice guys, here’s the deal. I’m not a goddess, and I’m nowhere near as strong as I make myself out to be. Stand up to me. I’m looking for an equal and a partner. The men I have loved most have told me when I’m wrong, supported me when I’m weak, have not hesitated to discuss the Great Issues of Our Times with me stood up to me, and loved me for doing that. I’m pretty insecure myself, and I’m still working on dumping some old ideas about how ugly and unlovable I am, so puppy dog eyes only make me nervous. I don’t want to be your world – mine is still a bit screwed up. I would like to share your world and for you to share mine. There are all sorts of wonderful places to discover! While I can be weak at times, I am strong by nature, and I will support you when you’re down if I think you’ll support me. At the beginning of things, I may disagree with you to see your response. I admit that. If I do, don’t just shrug and say, “OK”, tell me why you disagree. I promise that the same passion I bring to defending “poor, downtrodden whatevers” will appear in bed later, and probably even more.
I hope this helps,
CJ