The spinster life is not as smooth-sailing as I expected it to be. I thought it would be easy to avoid getting involved with anyone, since A) I have no interest in getting involved with anyone, and B) in my entire life I have known two men who have been genuinely interested in being with me, and even those instances are debatable, in retrospect.
But apparently, now that I no longer want to be with anyone, the universe has decided this is the perfect time to start throwing guys at me? What is the math on that?
First, there was that guy from one of my classes last semester. I ended up dropping the class (though not because of him), and started walking a different way to my car after classes every other evening (yes, this one was because of him). Maybe not the most mature way to handle the situation, but it was successful. What can I say? He asked for my number and wanted to make plans to meet for coffee or lunch or something, and I panicked. And he has since faded away.
I thought that would be it.
