This is me. with the lovely Gundy, courtesy of th1nksn0w, at ChiDope.
Note the pursed lips, the head appearing to be on the edge of exploding… What was I thinking? I have no memory of the moment, but Gundy was as delightful to chat with as she is to be seen with.
Of course I knew Gundy was there with a SO, and I was constrained from making any propositions, but with my history I likely would have found any number of excuses to shy away, or at least not to pursue an unattached Gundy-like woman, in the (almost entirely forlorn) hopes of being pursued, invited out, whatever.
Somewhere along the line, I came up with this theory about attractive women (all those Gundies out there). I figured they were leered at, hit on, invited out, whatever… way more than they liked, and that I could somehow stand out by treating in what amounts to (when I think about having to define it) a sexually neutral persona. I am friendly and chatty; I don’t make any kind of references to how good they look. Somehow women would notice this honorable behavior, and seek out my company.
And it has often worked, with married women, or single women who seem to have no sexual interest in me. I wonder if I am sometimes being percived as gay and therefor “harmless”. I wonder if I am missing subtle, or not so subtle hints from women, and don’t respond because I can imagine *non-sexual[/ I] connotations. I have been in the role of “good male friend” too many times.
Here is the scoop on the latest woman who I haved feared to, and not yet, asked out. Her name is Pat, she is a beautiful nurse-pactitioner who operates a “midlife” medical clinic. She is funny and gracious, but we have never spent more than two or three minutes in conversation together, and we have exchanged some small personal histories. She is a specialist about the physiology and sexuality of people our age (we’re both 43). She is single with a 20 year old daughter (not nearly as hot :p), straight, and no SO. I am basically an audiovidual/computer specialist (I run a conference center in the hospital, and my office is next to hers).
I met her when I started this job in late October. In virtually our first exchange (outside of a formal intro by my boss – Pat is not in the same line of command as me) she said to me, “Do you find me intimidating? A lot of men do”. I asked her if she believed she was projecting an intimdating image, and sidestepped answering the question. And clearly, I was intimidated, but to tell the truth it doesn’t take much.
Last Saturday we had probably our longest interaction, as I set up her laptop computer to some data projectors for a public lecture using Powerpoint. She had had some screen resolution problems in the past, her slides had been cut off, or off color. I had no technical responsibility for anything other than the performance of the projectors – ie, it is the internal customerss job to provide a laptop that will run on the hospital’s projectors. But I managed to reset everything, and rearrange her lecture, so after some equipment failures (that I tested and caught in advance) so that it went without a hitch, apparently for the first time in her memory. Anyway, I was somewhat the geek hero of the hour. And I am actually that a lot at work, because I have WAY more experience with computers, media equipment and special event planning than anybody else they’ve ever had.
And Pat and my most intimate moment was this: after her lecture, She was in her office trying to, and unable to reset her screen resolution to its normal setting. I offered to help, asked if I could have a seat. She replied, “You can have anything you want”. I chuckled and said something like, “You should be careful with your terminology”. Her response was to actually (shiver!) touch my arm and say, “I say that in the knowledge that you are a good man”. I said that was very kind, and we went on our separate ways for the day (I was still woking at this event, she was done). I haven’t seen her since – she works 3 days a week at another clinic, and only Friday afternoons next to me.
Was she sending me an invitation to pursue further, just giving me a polite compliment? I get a lot of things on this vein, and I always choose to interpret them in the least suggestive way. It’s safer.
But in the past there’s been a significant change in MY life. I’m moving into this complex, a pretty drastic lifestyle upscaling for me.
I imagine this approach, as I show her the pictures. I hope she will be tempted to say something like, “Can I swim in your pool?” and I will respond something like. “I think you would make an elegant poolside companion. You would be most welcome.” Too indirect? Not aggressive enough? Too creepily serious? What if she doesn’t ask the question?
I’ve also imagined sending her a link to this thread. Would that be too creepy?
I really have a terror of rejection, and one thing I am looking for is how how to make more indirect approaches that can be turned aside with less stress to both sides. But then again, why plan for failure?