Today I went to a happy hour hosted by my undergrad institution where all alumni, students, and friends gathered in a bar to make conversation, or possibly more, to each other.
So I was making excellent conversation with a guy who confesses to me that he makes 100K per year and works in the intelligence. It really was a wonderful conversation.
That is, until, I said I have to get going, and he said, while shoving me his name card:
“Let’s hang out sometime. Here’s my card.”
This is exactly the scene from the trailer from “He’s just not that into you.”
It is happening again to me, like the last many times. The guy gave you the card, threw the ball at your court.
Next time, I am going to shove it back at him, and say, “You call me instead.”
Watching the trailer for an upcoming movie (in Fall) named “He’s Not that Into You”, I was reminded of all my unanswered experiences with guys in the past.
The sequence of event usually happened like this: we had an amazing conversation and clearly clicked, then he died off from the earth.
Really: why was it that he didn’t call me after we had that great and long conversation? What happened? This didn’t just happened once. It happened….let me count….4 times.
I am actually grateful for my speed-dating and post-speed dating experience now. Because it reminds me how dating feels like and that I have to keep on dating. To maintain a forward and proactive attitude (confirmed by the mathematical proof by Shapley and some other mathematician about the pareto optimality of a proactive seacher in the game of matching), I hereby state my goals in the rest of the year (by stating them here, I can be sure that some of you would come questioning me about them in the future thereby driving me to take action):
1. I will have made friends with 5 guys I found attractive by the end of summer.
2. I will have had 32 dates by today next year.
There!
