Maybe My Job And I Should Just Get A Room

I am a 25 year old heterosexual single male, so I definitely fall into one of the top categories on the “Likes Pretty Girls The Most” list. In my current state of libido I’d consider myself certainly below drunken frat guy but I’m pretty buzzed right now if you smell what I’m cookin’? Having that been said if I was to be approached by a pretty girl or told by a mutual friend that a pretty girl was interested in me the first thought that would enter my mind should be, “Jackpot!!”

In fact, here is how a standard conversation between any of my male friends and me concerning the above scenario would play out…

Me: “Dude a hot chick totally wants me!”

Male Friend: “Dude that’s fucking awesome! When are you gonna tap that shit?”

Me: “Workin’ on it Bro!”

Male Friend: “Up top!”

Having all of that been said why is then that when I recently found out that a pretty girl was digging me I chose to do absolutely nothing about it?

The problem lies in the fact that when I am faced with seemingly simple situations I inevitably complicate my approach and subsequent decisions regarding said situation by factoring in my unstable job status.

Let me illustrate this point for you more clearly by quickly giving the rundown on how I recently fucked up a situation with the interested pretty girl mentioned above by employing this self-sabotaging tactic.

I am at the gym constantly so even though I don’t really talk to anyone while I’m there many people have inescapably come to recognize me. Last Sunday I was told by one of the guys who often works at the front desk that an attractive leggy blonde was interested and wanted me to have her number. I accepted her digits but decided not to purse anything by calling her.

Here’s the sixty-four thousand dollar question…

Why then, if I am a self-professed heterosexual male with an active libido, would I turn down an opportunity to call a pretty girl and invite her out for drinks or dinner?

Here’s how the situation broke down in my crazy head…

Obviously I think it’s awesome that this pretty girl was interested enough to offer me her number however, I am going to be moving somewhere for my next job opportunity any day now so I don’t feel like I’m in a position to act. I understand all too well that the implications behind my logic were that before I ever set foot in the gym last Sunday, let alone received her number; I had already mentally left for my next job in a different city. I have deduced this because even though I didn’t know if I’d be moving that night or in a week I was still resolute in my decision not to act in the given situation. Even though I had no way of knowing when I was leaving (it’s now Thursday by the way and I’m still fucking here) I had chosen to stop living in the moment some time before last Sunday, and had declared in my head that I was going to be content to wait out the time before I left without allowing myself to have any new experiences.

I know what you are thinking… Man this guy is fucked up! How in the interim, if he didn’t have a firm grasp on when exactly he was leaving, did he not at least contact this girl and attempt to make plans that he could have easily broken if/when he was forced to leave? I mean he’s going to move, not die; wouldn’t he at the very least want to continue to live and have some basic human interactions in the mean time?

Well, I’d be very happy to answer that question for you, but you see I can’t right now because I’m so consumed and focused on where my next job is going to be, and when I’m going to move, that I’ve ceased to exist in the present and therefore can’t respond to your inquiries at this time.

Check back in about a week for my forwarding address…