The problem with us is that we have classifications for girls. We have that girl we aspire to, the potential love of our life, the dream. Beneath her we have what we consider the “fall back” girl. Each girl has generally attractive attributes, but the difference lies in their ability to make conversation, and make us fall hard for them.
perfect relationship between a guy and a girl can often be correlated to a scale. Imagine each guy and girl has a designated number, from 1 to 10 (ten is best), in which it grades their appeal to the opposite sex. Some guys, like us, might average out to be a 7, but think we are a 9. Because of this, we long for the girl who is a 9 or 10. (Our dream girl) Us 7s also have girls that are 5 and 6s that we can easily fall back to, because we are the ones they long for. We are their 9 or 10! They are our fall back girl. In this way the game never ends.
Doug and Alex have similar stories about shooting for the 9 or 10. During our senior years of high school we each had an extremely attractive and popular female friend who we had long considered just a friend and nothing more. Each had a boyfriend, and on occasion, when their respective relationships were on the rocks they would show us glimpses of hope. Asking us to go to parties together, or texting every night became common. These texts weren’t those usual “hey what’s our cacl homework?” they were texting just to for the hell of it, just to talk. This texting led us to believe that this was our moment: the moment to rise up and seize the one girl that would be “perfect.” During these months every other girl who would have been easy for us became dry, boring, useless pieces of matter. Girls who would text us and would never hear a reply, or would fall victim to the one word treatment. And…….here is when we hit the brick wall.
We were flying so high, and yet still so unsure. With all of the obvious signs, couldn’t we man up and make a move? Couldn’t we ask that girl to a definite date as opposed to just a casual hangout? Couldn’t we just lean in for that kiss, if only to see what she would do? NO. WE BITCHED OUT. We let them flirt, we let them ask us out, we kept the interest going. What we failed to realize was that when dealing with the 9 or the 10 the flame eventually loses its spark. Sooner or later, the texts the stop and so does the dream.
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