Manversation

Last night I met a girl at a friend from work’s party. We exchanged a glance or two across the room (or at least I thought we did, maybe I was just in her line of sight for the TV, ha!), I checked her finger for rings (no rings! Yea!) and later our mutual friend introduced us and we hit it off right away. Conversation flowed easily the rest of the night and appropriate humor occurred to me at the right moments like it never has in a long while- when she said she worked for the federal government, for example, I put on my best ‘wow’ face and said “are you an agent?,” even though I wasn’t really getting the law enforcement vibe from her at all and she thought it was funny.

Towards the end of the night we were talking about skiing and I said, “Well, I’ve really enjoyed talking to you tonight, would you like to go skiing with me or perhaps to dinner sometime? Can I get your number?” Well, she got that look, you all know the one, the one that speaks of some sort of inner conflict and seems to say well, I’d love to give you my number but I can’t.

Turns out someone had broken up with her that very day and she was still reeling from that blow. I understood this was a delicate situation but I persisted. 9 times out of 10 I wouldn’t have, but my inner voice was telling me to press on a little more than I usually would in her case. In the end I got her to agree to take my business card & I wrote my personal email and phone number on the back. We left the party at almost the same time and she gave me a big hug.

I’m pretty hopeful about this one actually. We don’t seem compatible on surface things – she’s East Coast, I’m native Colorado, and her manner of more formal dress and behavior was evident (though I’ve always been attracted to a well-dressed lady). We’re on opposite sides of the political spectrum, at least for this election, though I’m registered unaffiliated, so I reserve the right to change my mind! Also, she’s a smoker and I’ve always been really apprehensive about dating a smoker.

But I don’t know what it was, surface incompatibilities like those above just felt like trifles compared to the way I just instantly felt at ease around her (It didn’t hurt that she was tall, very cute and had great legs) and by the end of the night it seemed like our body language was almost like that of a couple. We were standing quite close as we talked and I could tell that part of her definitely wanted to give me her number. I can’t remember feeling this sure about wanting to see a girl again for a long time. Usually by the second or third hour of a conversation, my mind is already whirring, calculating the pros and cons of a relationship and coming up with reasons to disqualify the lady in question. With her it was just the opposite, I felt nothing but a calm inner voice telling me to proceed.

I’ve got a good feeling about this one  and even thought the timing is not optimal it’s better than it would have been one night earlier- she still would have still been dating some other dude! A month or two later, and a beauty like her might have already started dating again. No doubt it’s a tricky situation and I will have to proceed with caution but I just get this feeling it was meant to be.