…is another woman’s perfect man?

I was at a friend’s BBQ tonight, along with many couples and their young children (yes, I know, shut up). Not at all scared or freaked out by this, I and the two other single, childless by choice females at the party decided to calm our nerves by swapping horror dating stories (yeah, yeah, I know, SHUT UP!).

One of these girls, the very charismatic Miss K we shall call her, had a story about a blind date and a dog. Friends had set her up on a blind date with this man, we shall call him Mr B. First point of contact was a phone call that lasted an hour and fifteen minutes. I commented that it seemed they were off to a good start if the conversation flowed for that amount of time, but Miss K informed me that it was no big deal, she could pretty much carry on a conversation with anyone for that length of time, but it would probably be her doing all the talking, more often than not. To which I had to agree, the woman can certainly talk (in a good way)!

Anyway, she must have made one hell of a good impression, as Mr B was quite taken with her. Miss K is a teacher, at my old intermediate school as it happens. After the phone conversation, she was at school, when towards her came a couple of pupils with a dog in tow. They handed her a card, and the dog. Turns out the card was from Mr B, but written as being from the dog, and was all about what a good owner & person Mr B was, you know, talking him up.

Now, obviously Mr B was hanging around somewhere, waiting in the hope that Miss K would return the dog to him personally (bearing in mind, they had not actually met in person). Instead she sent the pupils back with the dog, carried on with her day, then later sent him a message to say she thought it was inappropriate and she no longer thought they should meet.

At this point, our table of people were cracking up. As was I, but where I found his actions hilarious in a romantic way, they all seemed to think the guy was a freak and a stalker. OK, I’ll admit, the fact the guy was hanging around a school could be construed as a bit dodgy, but I’m sure he was thinking he was making a grand romantic gesture, and the implications of where he was doing it probably never crossed his mind. Had it been any other place of employment, opinions at the table tonight could have been very different.

Had a guy come up with this as a way to impress me, he’d have knocked my socks off. Pure genius. But you know, each to their own….