Flirting. It's Only Innocent Until Someone Get's Punched
There I was, plopped comfortably on my faux leather couch, catching up on my RSS subscriptions to my fave Bloggers when I came across an article from @missalphawrites of missalphawrites.blogspot.com. The article in question is titled ‘Players Anonymous.’ First off, hilarious. It covers a number of different topics for those newly dubbed boyfriend or woman, get me a sandwich! In particular the topic about flirting caught my eye. My girlfriend, Lucy, has made it known that she doesn’t like the fact that I’m a flirting adept. “Complete nonsense!” as I dismissed her claim. Surely I was merely being friendly, right? I mean, RIGHT?
In thinking about my perceived harmless flirting I started to analyze it and such. Sure, I tend to be talkative and chatty; I’m not super outgoing, but I don’t fear striking up a conversation with a stranger… That is, except for that strange dude offering BJs for coke; sorry Bob Saget, no buyers here.
Lucy commented on my flirtatious behavior with the concierge desk at a hotel, on a trip we went on. At the grocery store she commented on it again. At the bar, in my car, on skid row by Mac Arthur Park; it didn’t matter. I FLIRT there for I, err… Look, I don’t know where I was going with that, but I needed to understand my own nature and reconcile that with the fact that I’m in a relationship now.
Please excuse my progress as I kick back my flirtatious ways a notch. Sorry, cute bar maiden. No witty poor attempt at witty banter from me today. I’m sorry, Boobs O’Hoolihan, but I cannot be bothered to make suggestive flirty conversation with your heaping, heaving lady bits. No, that sort of behavior needs to be locked down indefinitely, or, at least, out of the earshot of my gal, lest she kick me in the face. There’s a fetish for that, by the way. Just sayin’.
No, I’m not changing something I don’t want to change. I’m merely growing into what’s become a good relationship with a good girl. It’s a part of how a couple evolves and develops with one another. While I saw my flirting as innocent, Lucy felt slighted and a bit hurt that I was doing this in front of her face. To her credit, she was very classy with how she addressed my behavior: “Hey, cock face, way to flirt with the help. Maybe next time you can just finish her up in the men’s room.” Okay, she didn’t say that, but she was clear in stating she didn’t care for my flirty antics. I respected her feelings and have scaled it back when we’re out and about.
I put on a burka and avert the eyes of every woman I see now.
Until next time, people, getting a woman to kick you in the face is about $300 bucks depending on your location…. The More You Know!
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That's funny. I've found the best way to avoid this problem is to overtly have ZERO ability to flirt or exhibit "moves" like I do. Then, pleading stupidity is not only feasible, but understandable when the inevitable claims of flirtation manifest themselves in a relationship. Of course, if you actually have game such as yourself, I can see how it'd become a bit of a problem to figure out 😉
Man, I know your ass has play. Just ask @2009cansuckit aka @returnofthejeni. Don't be trying to fool me. Game recognize game baby.
OK, Alex, I'm actually on your side about this. I've MET you, twice, in what could easily turn into a flirt fest between two bloggers. My impression of you? Very friendly, very charming but not in the least bit flirtatious. You know your boundaries, even around what some people consider a "cute blonde." So, yeah, I'm with you on this.
That said, the girlfriend is ALWAYS right. And if Lucy thinks you're a flirt, you may want to scale back the friendliness. Not sure what would make her happy, but this sounds like an interesting conversation in the making. Good luck with that!
Well, Zoe, you are giving me a respectable rep' out there, so thanks for that. =)
I still flirt, maybe just a bit. But I do have to be careful when there's a cute blond in the vicinity. Just sayin'.
I guess you'd have to see this animal in his natural element, pre-relationship era. It was then that my flirting was at the height of its natural splendor.
Pfft… I say FLIRT OR DIE TRYING!
… but the girlfriend is always right.
Is tethering up against the Terms of Service associated with mobile phone firms? Which ones enable it?