My great aunt was happily married to my grandmother's brother for +/- forty years until he died. Still a spitfire (with an immacualte home) at 80, she asked me on Turkey Day if I have a boyfriend. Obviously no. And asked if I get asked out a lot.
I grimaced and thought about the last time I was asked out. And how he, like most others, went missing.
"Rarely." I said.
She looked at me, then to my mom, and said "Maybe you don't have the right approach." Before I even had time to react, my cousin's girlfriend chimed in and said something about how pretty girls have a hard time because guys are intimidated. I always find that this is bullshit, since my much-prettier friends have zero problem getting asked out. I laughed saying that I also have a mouth. My cousin's girlfriend smiled and the subject was dropped.
My great aunt's comment really got me thinking. She was happily married, and I imagine was quite a "looker" 55 years before. Maybe I don't have the right approach. I mean, on my way to and from work, I rarely smile. Actually, I don't really smile much at all. That would probably be a start. And when I do meet someone new, I act completely uninterested...Even when I am. It's that whole guarded thing again. I try to heed Janelle's advice and take down my emotional wall. Part of it might be because, no matter how many compliments I recieve, I've never thought of myself as pretty. Yeah, maybe I'm okay. Whatever. My roller coaster of jobs since college plus recently gaining back the fifteen or so pounds I lost in the time since I graduated hasn't exactly made me feel very good about myself. Maybe I appear negative and people (guys) notice. Definitely not the right approach... But I don't really know what to do to make my approach the right one...
Here's The Deal...
9 years ago