tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10676571713414432662024-03-13T08:34:38.827-07:00Gay Single Shy DudeGay Single Shy Dudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16201798983855628377noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1067657171341443266.post-1661502457080866672010-02-21T06:01:00.000-08:002010-02-22T18:31:23.556-08:00Sunday Morning Blues<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsciqjyRMw19v6bmamIvThsLEuoGa0lPBOPc1pp7LnowobJSkG8WsL2vJNo7YrrYynx02jbJ_eqgH2B2fIvqY4SozeX9ZRea0xqweOOfb9LCqEsqywDdowNZLqdRCHLI0bB27UO_zxMPw/s1600-h/HJNTIY.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsciqjyRMw19v6bmamIvThsLEuoGa0lPBOPc1pp7LnowobJSkG8WsL2vJNo7YrrYynx02jbJ_eqgH2B2fIvqY4SozeX9ZRea0xqweOOfb9LCqEsqywDdowNZLqdRCHLI0bB27UO_zxMPw/s320/HJNTIY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441260837625551170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jUDl28gsSkOGYQAb07aV0smDNS5DhRZiO94WcSegbAnjfsxIsLyTzOKEAwvTiKIO1p86rRwqYrACEynmKyg5yaFfsHG8r1Pzt0E7BJtvw0psFIOaAdHLrud_NU3mvft-mae2Mfxjy_U/s1600-h/HJNTIY.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jUDl28gsSkOGYQAb07aV0smDNS5DhRZiO94WcSegbAnjfsxIsLyTzOKEAwvTiKIO1p86rRwqYrACEynmKyg5yaFfsHG8r1Pzt0E7BJtvw0psFIOaAdHLrud_NU3mvft-mae2Mfxjy_U/s320/HJNTIY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441260550881762786" /></a><br />It's Sunday morning. And for once I am not working this morning. Normally that would be a good thing. But today... well it's not. I watched "Valentine's Day" (the movie) last night. The movie was cute. It was in the same stem as "He's Just Not That Into You," (HJNTIY) but I feel like it failed to achieve the same cohesiveness as HJNTIY but it still managed to have some affect on me. You know it reminded me how single I am. <div><br /></div><div>Now I am not badmouthing being single. I think there is a benefit to it, and that everyone who is single should embrace it. There is a strength to be had by being alone. The grass isn't always greener on the other side. Even knowing all this, I couldn't help just thinkg WTF am I doing? I mean seriously.</div><div><br /></div><div>Also, saw a trailer for "Sex and the City 2 The Movie" and it made me really, really, really sad. These women were cultural icons in the late 90's-early 2000's. And now they are just old, and its kind of just sad. Also, I'm still a little bitter that they ended the "Sex and the City" series with all the women happily coupled. It was a cheap cop out. I know there is a need for people to have a neat, happy ending, but who says that life is only a happy ending if we end up with someone. I'm being a Bitter Betty today. Stupid Sundays. haha.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Alright going to lay in bed and read, and NOT think about being single, shy, gay dude. </div>Gay Single Shy Dudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16201798983855628377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1067657171341443266.post-32760174807673423392010-02-17T16:48:00.000-08:002010-02-17T17:03:49.114-08:00The Versace ManSo I've been kinda feeling the older men's lately. Something about a little salt and pepper that really revs my engines. With my new sense of dating adventure, I decided to give this guy a shot. Now he is 38. Which isn't too bad. I am 26. There is a big age gap, but still do-able. Anyway, we emailed back and forth. And then we text back and fro. And then we talked on the phone for a while. Had decent convo on the phone, he really made me laugh, made me feel at ease. I think we both enjoyed each other on the phone.. so then we finally decided to meet up.<div><br /></div><div>I am by no means a big dater. So I had a glass of wine before leaving to loosen up. We were meeting at a restaurant bar for some drinks. Now I'm going to list the pros and cons:</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll start with cons:<br />1. He talked a lot about money. Normally this isn't too bad to talk about ( We are adults), but he went on and on. He talked about 200 shoes, and 200 blankets and 200 sweaters and only buying nice stuff. </div><div><br /></div><div>Now this normally isn't a bad thing, but it's kind of intimidating for the first date.</div><div><br /></div><div>2. He dissed my shoes. I had a nice pair of loafers on.. and he 'jokingly' said they were so last year.</div><div><br /></div><div>3. He kept insulting the people around us. Albeit to just me, but it was weird.</div><div><br /></div><div>4. He kept asking me to share more about myself.. but then he wouldn't ask me any questions. Kinda hard to have a convo when your the only asking questions.</div><div><br /></div><div>5. He mentioned how picky he was, and that he didn't like kids. (I love and want kids.. aka dealbreaker). haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>6. He text a few times while we were at the table. HUUUUGE no no.</div><div><br /></div><div>7. He was shorter than he said he was. He was way shorter than I thought he'd be. It could've just been me, but yeah.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ok Pros.. there were some pros:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. He was really funny and outgoing which immediately put me at ease. He was gregarious so it made it easy to chat.</div><div><br /></div><div>2. He was sooo cute, and had an amazing body. I was very physically atuned to him. yum. yum. yum.</div><div><br /></div><div>3. He seemed really sweet and a little self-conscious. Which made him very approachable.</div><div><br /></div><div>4. He is in a great place in his life, he owns his own house, he has a great career, and knows what he wants to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>5. He exercises regularly, which means he is healthy and has a beautiful body!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So the date wasn't horrible. He cleared off my car (it was snowing). He went in for the kiss, but didn't go all the way in. I guess I was supposed to reciprocate and I didn't. I wasn't sure how I was feeling and I had beer breath. lol. We text that night, and he told me how cute I was and how badly he wanted to kiss me. I told him I thought he was super cute.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next day we kinda text one another. But nothing really since. </div><div><br /></div><div>I should say, that the date wasn't a 'ball outta the park.' I would say yes if he asked me out again, but I def would not pursue him any further. So back to the drawing board...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Gay Single Shy Dudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16201798983855628377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1067657171341443266.post-75427008654966877772010-02-02T15:13:00.000-08:002010-02-02T15:32:05.799-08:00Welcome back... Cruella!So today was a tough day for me at work. In my fun retail job, I work as part of the hourly management team (Hourly management is a way of under paying and over working people...). Anyway, I took a few days off to feel a bit more revitalized and get through the next few week. I came back and was slightly disappointed to see that things had not changed.<div><br /></div><div>So one of the women that I work with just about everyday, I worked with today. I am her superior, and my job is a little high stress especially when it's busy. This woman, seems to just have it together, she's positive, school, work, kid, and she's super young. I thought we had developed a bond, and that we worked well together. </div><div><br /></div><div>So I sent her on a break. And I could feel that she was annoyed, but I wasn't sure why. So when she came back from her break, I asked her point blank, face to face if she was upset about something. She said no. I asked if she was sure because it seemed like something was bothering her. She said no. So I moved on with the day. So just before my break, I just notice that she is giving me such major attitude. So I turned to one of my peers and just told her that I couldn't deal with her snapping at me much more. </div><div><br /></div><div>Well, let me tell you things went to hell from there. I am sitting in the back room and the woman who was upset, comes in the back and starts crying and yelling about me nit-picking and the other supervisor blowing things out of proportion. So she starts venting, and I was just like whoa whoa whoaaa, I didn't mean to nit-pick. The conversation didn't go anywhere because she wasn't willing to really talk about it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Let me just say, I think that this girl while she may have it together, is immature and overly dramatic. She should have just come to me, I thought we definitely had a friendship. I was obviously wrong.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now this is not the first time that something similar to this has happened to me at work before. I get that I have a very direct way of communicating. And that I can be seen as 'controlling' when I am working. Some of it is that I just want things to run smoothly and when I see someone making a mistake I want to help them. I am also beginning to understand that while I think that I am being helpful, some people think that I am being controlling and nit-picking.</div><div><br /></div><div>I fear that this little incident has definitely marred my friendship with this girl. And that we will not be close any longer. Now as for my responsibility in this, I realize that perception is reality. If she perceived me to be doing it, she couldn't perceive my intentions. I feel like no matter how great you try to be it will always rub someone the wrong way. It will always hurt someone's feelings or be taken the wrong way. </div><div><br /></div><div>Why are we so complicated? And though I know this little incident shouldn't bother me, it does. It makes me wonder how I am portraying myself, how others see me, and if this is in fact the reason why I am single. Though I try to keep myself on the positive train, I feel like today I fell off.. I feel a little lost and kinda sad.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyone out there know what I am talking about? Advice?</div>Gay Single Shy Dudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16201798983855628377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1067657171341443266.post-38664187724457499902010-02-01T15:32:00.000-08:002010-02-01T16:05:19.113-08:00The First OneNo. I'm not talking about the first one, as in... you know.. sex. I'm talking about this. The First Blog. Because I have searched for blogs about this, and found none... I have decided to start this blog as a voice for me, and I'm sure there are some of you out there that feel my pain. <div><br /></div><div>I am 26. I am single. I am gay. I am shy. And I am clueless. </div><div><br /></div><div>I should start by talking about myself. I am a college grad, I graduated with a degree in Communications from a major university in New England. I also am stuck in a dead end retail job, that I can't seem to get out of. I work heinous hours, I'm talking I get up at 430a, and work on my feet all day. This recession has put a lot of obstacles in my life, the lack of opportunities for jobs, and the lack of creativity.</div><div><br /></div><div>I should also explain that I am a weird combination of shy and extroverted. I have the facade of an extroverted person, I can carry a conversation, I love to be the center of attention.. not making a case for the shyness right. Well when it comes to dating I am painfully shy. I am deathly afraid of other men, and tend to act a little different towards men. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am at a point in my life, where I am tired of my lack of dating extroversion. I feel like I've had opportunities to date and I have steered away from them in the past. Now I am ready to date, fully ready for the embarrassment and all that. But now I am finding there is a lack of gay men in my life. There are more obstacles, because of my heinous work schedule (and I work anywhere from Mon thru Sun), I tend to not want to go out on most weekends, and I don't have many close friends, because when they are free... I am working and vice versa. </div><div><br /></div><div>These are all my excuses. And they are the reasons why I continue to be single. In the last year I have had a sort of self-awakening. I am trying to do things that I am uncomfortable with. In essence I am trying to not let my excuses keep me from my goal. </div><div><br /></div><div>I should say, there is nothing wrong with being single, and I am not desperate to meet the man I am going to marry. But I'd like to have someone to enjoy time with. I am not interested in hookups, though I don't look down on them, and if they happen, well then they happen. </div><div><br /></div><div>In this blog I will chronicle my social experiences, these include any significant event at work, any party/club/bar, and anything that falls somewhere in between. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am also going to try anything possible to date... this includes online dating.. blind dates. </div><div><br /></div><div>The most important rule, is that if I get asked out I will not say no. I will say yes to any real invitation on a date. </div><div><br /></div><div>I will be in touch.. so stay tuned. </div><div><br /></div><div>xxoo,</div><div>Me</div>Gay Single Shy Dudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16201798983855628377noreply@blogger.com1