May 30, 2010
The "Arrangement"
SiQ and I had a pleasant date yesterday, but it ended with me thinking that this just wasn't going to fit into my life. SiQ seems pleasant enough, and he has the great good virtue of liking me and being attracted to me, but something's not there. It's not attraction -- he's attractive enough and all that. And it's not good manners, or general niceness. He has both those in abundance.
What I'm trying to describe is his assumption that I want what he wants. And that after knowing him for all of two months, without meeting friends, family, or a community around him -- we're essentially dating in a vacuum containing the two of us -- that I should feel comfortable just taking his word.
Perhaps I'm too cynical, but unless I see howa man reacts with others, and see how they treat long-term friends (and HAVE long-term friends), I assume what I'm seeing is his behavior on an ice floe. It really means very little. Of course he's nice to me right now. He wants to have sex with me. Any man who can't manage to be pleasant to a woman he hopes to boink in the near future really has No self-control. So that's not a real high standard to meet.
So SiQ was showering me with compliments, etc. and proceeding, yesterday, as though there was a specific goal at the end of the afternoon. Which I wasn't opposed to, but . . . I wasn't there yet.
After lunch, he suggests that I invite him home to my place. I said, no, I'm just not ready, and suggested that my next free weekend, we do a lengthy bike ride down near his home and then he make dinner for me (that's pretty obvious, I thought).
So then he explains to me that due to the financial meltdown, he and his ex haven't been able to sell their house, which they still share, so he can't have people over for dinner (he is, indeed divorced -- the court papers are part of the public record, searchable on the Internet).
Then lots of ludicrous or possibly plausible claims came forth: he really is single, but the house is under water. It would just be awkward for him to have women (he really was idiot enough to use the plural of that word in that sentence) at his house; it would make his ex uncomfortable.
Yeah, right. We had one of those wonderful (read: awful) conversations about honesty, monogamy, etc. He again suggested that I invite him to my place.
And here's the thoroughly annoying kicker: rather that be my own intimidating self, and say "Nope and never." I said "I just don't feel comfortable with that right now." Color me spineless. We talked a bit more, and he made statements such as "I really do care about you." and "I would never do anything to hurt you." I want points for not bursting out laughing at the latter statement. Of course he'll never do anything to hurt me. Best of all "We'll get through this." No, best of all, and really bizarre "You know we were meant to meet." Huh?
This morning he sent an email telling me he was looking forward to our new arrangement. I read it in a bit of confusion, trying to figure out what arrangement I had with him. I'm still ignorant.
Generally, I'm amused, my cynicism confirmed, and only slightly sad that I've lost a good hiking and biking companion (I really did enjoy hiking and biking with the SiQ, actually now ex-SiQ). And if he didn't seem so darn delusional about where I stand, I'd continue to plan hikes and bikes with him, but sadly, I fear, those days are over.
If anyone can explain to me what arrangement SiQ thinks he has with me, please do let me know.
What I'm trying to describe is his assumption that I want what he wants. And that after knowing him for all of two months, without meeting friends, family, or a community around him -- we're essentially dating in a vacuum containing the two of us -- that I should feel comfortable just taking his word.
Perhaps I'm too cynical, but unless I see howa man reacts with others, and see how they treat long-term friends (and HAVE long-term friends), I assume what I'm seeing is his behavior on an ice floe. It really means very little. Of course he's nice to me right now. He wants to have sex with me. Any man who can't manage to be pleasant to a woman he hopes to boink in the near future really has No self-control. So that's not a real high standard to meet.
So SiQ was showering me with compliments, etc. and proceeding, yesterday, as though there was a specific goal at the end of the afternoon. Which I wasn't opposed to, but . . . I wasn't there yet.
After lunch, he suggests that I invite him home to my place. I said, no, I'm just not ready, and suggested that my next free weekend, we do a lengthy bike ride down near his home and then he make dinner for me (that's pretty obvious, I thought).
So then he explains to me that due to the financial meltdown, he and his ex haven't been able to sell their house, which they still share, so he can't have people over for dinner (he is, indeed divorced -- the court papers are part of the public record, searchable on the Internet).
Then lots of ludicrous or possibly plausible claims came forth: he really is single, but the house is under water. It would just be awkward for him to have women (he really was idiot enough to use the plural of that word in that sentence) at his house; it would make his ex uncomfortable.
Yeah, right. We had one of those wonderful (read: awful) conversations about honesty, monogamy, etc. He again suggested that I invite him to my place.
And here's the thoroughly annoying kicker: rather that be my own intimidating self, and say "Nope and never." I said "I just don't feel comfortable with that right now." Color me spineless. We talked a bit more, and he made statements such as "I really do care about you." and "I would never do anything to hurt you." I want points for not bursting out laughing at the latter statement. Of course he'll never do anything to hurt me. Best of all "We'll get through this." No, best of all, and really bizarre "You know we were meant to meet." Huh?
This morning he sent an email telling me he was looking forward to our new arrangement. I read it in a bit of confusion, trying to figure out what arrangement I had with him. I'm still ignorant.
Generally, I'm amused, my cynicism confirmed, and only slightly sad that I've lost a good hiking and biking companion (I really did enjoy hiking and biking with the SiQ, actually now ex-SiQ). And if he didn't seem so darn delusional about where I stand, I'd continue to plan hikes and bikes with him, but sadly, I fear, those days are over.
If anyone can explain to me what arrangement SiQ thinks he has with me, please do let me know.
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For some reason the term "gaslighting" popped into my head when I reached the end of the entry. I don't doubt he is telling the truth about his current living situation, but ignoring your statements that you are not ready to receive him into your home and making "we" statements and suggesting that the two of you have some great obstacle to surmount strike me as signs of a personality I would not want to be around long term.
[looks confused]
Men, eh......
see, we aren't all as idiotic as this chap.
Wasn't he just the charmer though eh?
Jenn: Yeah, I guess I had a whiff of that before and that was why I was feeling so ambivalent. Or maybe I'd just like to think I was that perceptive. But really, it was the gasbaggery that was worse than the gaslighting.
Mr. Cat: Let's just combine the two words together: Meh. Of course, this behavior isn't gender-linked. It just wouldn't have been as upsetting in an acquaintance I wasn't potentially planning to bed. Or maybe it would have been worse, who knows. Anyway, no harm, no foul.
CookieDear: He actually was charming, so I'm actually very grateful that I got a glimpse of his true modus operandi before I felt close to him and trusted him.
Er, yes. Seconding Jenn. I have learned the hard way that people who assume more than was actually agreed upon, tend to be at the very least, annoying. They're like manipulative salespeople, trying to push an ambivalent customer into the "yes" zone by assuming the "yes" has already happened. Effective technique when you're in sales, but not respectful to use on your friends.
The people I have known who are pushy in that way, never did stop being pushy, no matter how long I knew them. So now I avoid those people as soon as I see that particular trait.
But I've also kept friends with whom I disagree with on certain topics. The difference is that while once of us will occasionally say, "oh I just thought of X, what do you think about X" -- we're not trying to manipulate each other, and we respect the other's right to hold a different opinion.
I think Jenn has it right. There's something oddly presumptive about his approach, methinks.
The new arrangement: you invite him over to feed him and have sex with him, and then you send him to his house with his ex to sleep for the night. Glad to help!
And yes, I'd award you at least ten points, maybe twenty, for not laughing in his face ;)
Anyone thinking "Gift of Fear" at this point?
Innana
Ms. Andrea: Yes, this was the car sales approach to dating. And so he's history. I'm pretty easygoing about meeting people (most people interest me in some way, and most people I can like a bit in some way or another). But after my marriage to PdeFF, the minute I feel manipulated, bullied, or force-teamed (I think that's the phrase, from Gift of Fear, thanks for reminding me, Innana), I'm gone, gone, gone.
Bil: And the presumptions are all about me complying with his rather unreasonable (or at least not honestly and openly disclosed) wishes.
Kira: I really do want an acting award for not hooting with laughter or wapping him on the back of his head. I was as indirect as I was because we had left the trail and were at a restaurant (having taken one car to get there) and I didn't want any hassles in getting him out of my car and me departing the premises. So that worked and then I got the email which really did make me hoot.
And I think your take on the arrangment is pretty much what ex-SiQ was thinking. Incorrectly, obviously.
Innana: Yeah, the whole forced-teaming thing: lots of foreshadowing of what "we" will do when one half of the we hasn't sign up for the we-ness at all.
--I like my men like I like my coffee......
....ground up & in the freezer.
(j/k...but MEN, sometimes...gah!)
Teresa: Yeah, I think that fantasy (men in the freezer, on hold) was part of the formation of Foilwoman. No grinding up though.
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