Sunday, December 02, 2007

Available: The perfect man who is, unfortunately, just too available

On our first date, when he told me he was a school teacher - for underprivileged, inner city kids - I suspected he was too nice for me.

On our second date, when he brought me a mix CD and rubbed my feet before we left the house, I knew he was too nice for me.

And tonight, after I had pushed back our date a few hours because I was miserably, nauseatingly hungover, and he showed up on my doorstep with two dozen pink roses and another mix CD, I decided that I must need a lobotomy or a heart transplant because no matter how much I want to, I just can't bring myself to like him.

Nice.

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15 Comments:

At 12:07 AM, Blogger Go Nicole Yourself said...

I'm cracking up right now. Two dozen roses?

Sorry dude - trying WAY too hard. I promise it's not you Lor.

 
At 9:15 AM, Blogger Hilary said...

It is kinda sweet though. But on the third date...two dozen roses? Wow.

 
At 10:01 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

First of all, you're rad and hilarious.

Next, you're really nice. It sounds like he's just not for you. Good for you for being self-aware enough to know this.

 
At 10:20 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's sometimes harder NOT to try than to try harder. Specially when yur really into someone and you wanna make sure they know you like them and don't want them to "slip away".

And now I'm scared I might have been doing the same thing (in a less extreme way) to this girl I've been seeing the last few weeks. I'm gonna back off a little. Thanks Lori.

 
At 11:14 AM, Blogger AmyB said...

Haha! Hilarious! Isn't that always the way? We complain that we can't find a nice, chivalrous man but then we go running in the other direction when we find that such a man actually does little for our appeal. *sigh*

I agree completely with Abby; if he were the right man for you, you wouldn't find his affections to be "too nice" or "too much." When you DO meet the man that is right for you - and who does all the right things, like this guy is doing - it will be just...right.

I gotta admit I feel a little bad for this guy, though... Such a heartbreaker, you are. ;o)

 
At 12:36 PM, Blogger The Flying Enchilada said...

I guess that's nice, but really, that's just creepy.

 
At 10:26 PM, Blogger GeekHiker said...

I'll be the first to admit that I never know how far to go or not go on second, third, and more dates and so forth, especially with all the "rules" out there. Still, two dozen roses does seem a bit much.

Now, I just have to keep reminding myself to slow down as well...

 
At 10:18 AM, Blogger *kb* said...

oh dear! Sounds like just the thing to make me run for the door!! :-) "too nice" is so not good!

 
At 5:36 PM, Blogger Amy L said...

I'm with Nicole on this. He's trying way too hard and that would creep me out too.

 
At 9:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've always considered myself the guy who tries way too hard, but even for me, the king of misplaced affection, I believe I've found my rival. Ohhh and if anyone has any lessons on being cool, please, pretty please get in touch with me!

 
At 9:53 AM, Blogger Samantha said...

2 dozen roses would creep me out also. And agree with all the above posters, if he was the right guy for you, you wouldn't be creeped out.

 
At 7:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Umm, I'm a guy who's been alternately accussed of being too nice of a guy or oblivious to women and even I think this guy is too much.

A second mix CD along with the roses when you got sick? Someone is not only trying too hard but has absolutely no originality and is following every rom com movie for tips and guides.

 
At 2:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Child of divorced parents afraid of failure? Or child of pop culture afraid of success...

 
At 9:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I knew I was -- I prefer the word "observant," but my friends say "picky" -- when I took a guy to an exhibit of 1940s-era cars at the Phoenix Art Museum with a bunch of friends. When we were getting in our respective cars to go from museum to restaurant for dinner, one of my friends asked what I thought and I said, "Well, he walks a little weird. Like, bouncy." And the whole car laughed at me: "We wondered what arcane, minuscule thing you would find to not like," they said. "You should have kept your mouth shut."

However, two dozen roses AND a mix CD (of which I admit I am a huge fan -- those rom-coms have some things right) AND a footrub says "too eager," and I interpret that as desperation. And although you are fabulous enough to warrant such eagerness, there's still something to be said for him taking it easy and not being giving off a vibe of urgent need and clinginess.

P.S. Those rose petals will have to be refreshed with essential oil before they do any good as potpourri. Compost them!

 
At 1:13 PM, Blogger Julie Rosenthal said...

That's hysterical! And I have a feeling that guy had some issues. I mix cd? Isn't that for Highschool or a more serious relationship? Way too funny! But props to you on getting flowers! If I could just get some from someone who was not married or an asshole that would be nice!! lol!

 

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