I Think I Know What It Is.
Just now came to me. I thought it was all about fun, true it is most of the time. But what I need.... is a person who causes me to use my mind, my thinking process.
At work there iks only one person who does this and its The Head Chef. But at times...let's just say, he focuses on doing his job. With me I can work and hold a conversation at the same time. Like the Chef will go into talking with me about something and when I go to respond, he like...his eyes glaze over. Itshnot my responce, its his train of thought just drifts.
Okay, when a woman wants to be just friendsI can go along with that. But, if as friends, she wants to go another step ahead, does she tell you? Hell no she doesn't. She expects you to know. WTF? I was told I should know. Her words...you have my home number & cell phone. You know where I live & been there late at night...how come you don't pick up on the signs? Answer...because I am a man, not a woman. So I laid it out all on the table for her. Oh well, her move next.
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