I have no idea what's going on with all this Bob and Steve stuff.
Cluelessness never went away for me in general, though. I'm married and didn't exactly live the life of monk beforehand, but here's an incident for example: after leaving a work-related meeting/facility tour recently, I mentioned to my boss & co-worker that I thought the woman leading the tour was rude because she'd hardly looked at or spoken to me. They both burst out laughing and said that she was completely into me. That they'd been whispering jokes to each other throughout how she wanted to be my girlfriend. I dunno. I thought eye contact was an important indication of attraction, and this woman met my eye maybe once.
I thought eye contact was an important indication of attraction, and this woman met my eye maybe once
If a guy flusters me, I can't look him in the eye for fear of turning beet red and him reading my lascivious thoughts.
I'm getting better at the sign reading thing. It's irritating that it's so simple to see when it's not about you.
I'll make eye contact. In fact, I'll not remember to stop.
Have too many tells to look you in the eye if I'm thinking of you and don't want you to know how much.Whether it's "OMG...love!" or "Die, you bastard, die."
If a guy flusters me, I can't look him in the eye for fear of turning beat red and him reading my lascivious thoughts.
Particularly if he's a married guy, then you feel bad about it.
wrod.Not that I ever do that.
But my friend does.
OK, I'm just Oblivious Married Guy, then.