Okay my adoring public.
hahaha. that’s funny.
i’m eating red wine chocolate cake at lunch currently. and listening to the new JT album. it’s going to be on repeat for a while. I can feel it.
so onto boys.
As a background, I am THE world’s best at making guy friends. particularly with men that women want to date. it’s a thing. This has been a fact since Junior High.
Caleb- hands down the best friend a girl could ask for when she is 13, and the desire of many an adolescent white girl at my school.
Trent, Jamie W., Josh- all the church camp heart throbs
Then there was the “Britt Society” in High School- a group of 3 boys who played soccer/tennis and use to sing “Hail Brittania” when I walked into class.
And don’t even get me started with college and then medical school.
THE POINT IS THAT THESE GUYS NEVER MADE ANY MOVES ON ME. that were clearly, “Britt I want to date you.”
Yes, they might’ve faked a proposal and marriage on facebook for 2 years, effectively cockblocking themselves.
They quite possibly took me to weddings, or drove my car home for the 4th of July and met my parents.
They could have driven from out of town to take me to a concert for my 23rd birthday and then drive back home that night because they had to work the next day.
Or paid for EVERY thing we ever did together.
Heck, they even asked me to my own Med School Prom.
But no one ever said anything explicitly that made it as clear as day that they liked me.
Maybe I’m dumb.
And so now, in my last year of my 20s, this has persisted. quick recap to presently:
1. Britt, I’ll ask you out and go on 3 dates with you and call you when I’m driving home to see my family, and then I’ll tell you over the phone, that in fact, I think you are rad. and we should be friends.
2. Britt, you are so awesome. so cool! wanna go to concerts and talk about music and God? oh, and want to come to my family’s thanksgiving dinner because that is normal even though I would never be interested in anything more than friendship?
3. Hey, I’m your medical student. I’ll hang out with you the entire rotation. I’ll say we should hang out after the rotation. I’ll be gone for a year, but I’ll keep in touch. Why don’t we have skype dates! I’m back in town, why don’t we grab dinner, go to a garden…let’s talk about what are plans are for the future.
I won’t make a ton of effort to initiate contact, but will always be available whenever you contact me. I’ll be more than happy to be 100% interested 97% of the time.
WHAT IN THE WORLD?!
As I prepare to move to NYC, and of course, because God loves me, so is #3. what do I do? Do I discuss this? Do I just decide there is no point? Is it worth it?
I have been more up front with the first two, and it least it was good to know that once again, I’m in some strange category of cool but not worth dating. (to these men, not in general, don’t worry friends, I do think I am pretty quality).
Your thoughts. please.