In high school, I heard boys say they hate those girls who think every boy who talks to them is chatting them up. Unfortunately, I’m one of those girls, so I didn’t get much ‘action’ so to speak.

Truth is, I just don’t understand the whole girl-guy thing apart from the basics of babymaking. I mean a guy sees a girl, says hi, talks a bit, asks her out. Why? What does he gain from it if not candy? I suppose there’s something to be said for intelligent conversation and good food, but I find it hard grappling the concept that somebody would want to spend time and money on me just to hear me talk. Especially if he’s heard my voice.

A guy meets, what, a hundred women every day. What is it about this one woman that makes him want to see her again? Or does he just ask each one until somebody says yes? I’m not being satirical here, these are genuine questions. I’ve never been asked out before, so I don’t know how these things work. And the fact that I was asked for drinks by someone who met me at a pool and said 100 words to me, then showed up at my office without even knowing my name, does not inspire confidence. I like the guts though.

You wonder why I said yes? Well, he’s an interesting guy. He’s a gifted writer, I’ve seen his work, and I like writers. I hope to talk philosophy and poetry and the meaning of life, but I can’t believe that’s all the boy has in mind for me…considering we met at the pool, and considering I know a lot more about him than he does about me – turns out he’s google-able.

For a while now, I’ve suspected regular guys find me a little…intimidating. I never get attention except from watchies, kanges, morans, truck drivers, and middle-aged bosses, which is hardly flattering, since guys like that follow anything with milk. And the times I do ask out regular guys, they run away.

So it makes sense that the first viable guy to want my attention would be a mature, accomplished, New Yorkan. It makes sense, doesn’t mean I’m happy about it. Plus, according to google, his wife is young, local, and lives in my neighbourhood. These girls are scary!

I’ve been on a few dates, but it was always me that did the asking and it was always because I was interested in the person horizontally, so I have trouble grasping other kinds of meal sharing.

Ideas anyone?

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21 thoughts on “Why do people date?

  1. I saw “Morans” and burst out laughing…memories of TZ πŸ™‚

    Now I personally have never asked a guy out..infact never plan on doing so…

    “What does he gain from it if not candy? I suppose there’s something to be said for intelligent conversation and good food, but I find it hard grappling the concept that somebody would want to spend time and money on me just to hear me talk. Especially if he’s heard my voice”

    Apart from the candy..I like to think that the man in question enjoys my company…….even if he’s heard me speak before πŸ™‚ why be so cynical about someone wanting to spend time with you??

    Val dear, you haven’t heard my voice. πŸ˜‰

  2. definitions please… who exactly are regular guys?
    And where do I meet these hundred women… unless you talking about the ten I’ve met each day for the past ten business day.

    regular: guys that are NOT sugar daddies, fathers of my friends, randy bosses, KBS conductors, makangas, construction workers, half-high boys hanging out in gangs at jobless corner, or those silly jamaas who pass you on the street yelling ‘kss kss rasta njoo tukuone’. And yes, I have been “asked out” by ALL of the above. Ama I’m being too fussy?

  3. Blunt as it may sound, people date to have sex and to make the other party feel special.

    not blunt at all dear, i get the candy lure, i was just wondering if theer are any other reasons

  4. Now thats a voice I would love to hear. Am said to have one and I dont know about that. I would just love to hear a nice voice.

    hahaha, you are missing the point. the point is that NOBODY would pay to hear my voice πŸ˜‰

    Me and the horizontal are apart for now. Until I set somethings right.

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