In the popular media (TV, movies, books), dating is made out as this fun, light thing that single people do. According to all of these shows and movies, single people have all the free time and disposable income in the world to take each other out on elaborate fantasy dates that few in the real world would think up, much less actually do.
This is because it'd be really dull to watch two people go out for dinner or coffee and have the normal, casual first date conversation.
I also know it'd be so much easier for my life if I could have Aaron Sorkin following me around, writing my dialogue before I said it.
But that's a fantasy world and not the real one.
The thing with the dating in books or other popular media is that, for the most part, the hero and the heroine are supposed to end up together. So by the turn of the last page or the last reel, they're going to end up togther and everyone is going to live happily ever after.
In the real world, not so much. Part of it is that in dating, we're making ourselves vulnerable to another person. You're saying to them--here I am, please don't be wearing golf cleats as you stomp on me.
It can be especially hard if you're not on the same page. For example, the woman I wrote about earlier this week who wants almost constant reassurance. It's kind of morphed now into that awkward conversation of what do I want and where is this going?
All after one date and a lot of phone conversations.
Honestly, as this point I don't know where it's going. I think it has potential, yes, otherwise I'd not have given the relationship as much attention as I have. But as for where it's all going, I'm not sure. I'm attracted to her, but I think to steal the title of the book, I'm just not that into her.
I like her as a person and a friend..but as romantic partner, I'm not so sure.
It leads to awkward conversations. Because no one wants to hear that you're more into the person you're into than they are to you. And yet, I feel it's worse to string the person along than to keep them having some false hope that it's all going to be hunky doory.
That conversation happened earlier today and it was, as always, unpleasant. I was asked point blank where I saw us going and I said, "Right now, I like you as a friend and do have potential to be more." Which is, of course, the kiss of death to her. I doubt she heard anything else I said after the f-word dropped into the conversation.
It's odd because a few months ago, I was on the other side of the conversation and I remember how it felt.
The view's not much nicer from over here, let me tell you.
Sometimes, dating just sucks...