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prodigalwatcher42 - "Why don't you kiss her instead of talking her to death?" - 'It's a Wonderful Life'
As it turns out, I am quite terrible at understanding the more subtle and polite signals that might be exchanged during flirtations. Apparently, it is not uncommon for a female to indicate her interest-- or at the least her openness to the possibility of having an interest-- through ways that do not involve stating that fact openly and plainly.
Of course, considering that I myself never initiated such straightforward dialogue with said young woman, even when there was not any sort of impediment, I have very little ground on which to stand and protest. I am, or rather, I was quite oblivious. My only possible defense is to state that by the time such interest was being communicated to me, it was a situation I had long before written off as an impossibility.
In retrospect, the signs were there. Small, casually intimate gestures were exchanged, like shared cups of coffee and certain excuses were made for the sole purpose of providing opportunities to be together. Clearly, I had become so completely resigned to the status quo that I had blinded myself to the chance things might change.
So the girl had to kiss me so that I'd finally get the message.
I rarely enjoy being incorrect. But I made an exception.
(211)
As it turns out, I am quite terrible at understanding the more subtle and polite signals that might be exchanged during flirtations. Apparently, it is not uncommon for a female to indicate her interest-- or at the least her openness to the possibility of having an interest-- through ways that do not involve stating that fact openly and plainly.
Of course, considering that I myself never initiated such straightforward dialogue with said young woman, even when there was not any sort of impediment, I have very little ground on which to stand and protest. I am, or rather, I was quite oblivious. My only possible defense is to state that by the time such interest was being communicated to me, it was a situation I had long before written off as an impossibility.
In retrospect, the signs were there. Small, casually intimate gestures were exchanged, like shared cups of coffee and certain excuses were made for the sole purpose of providing opportunities to be together. Clearly, I had become so completely resigned to the status quo that I had blinded myself to the chance things might change.
So the girl had to kiss me so that I'd finally get the message.
I rarely enjoy being incorrect. But I made an exception.
(211)
