Tonight a very nice man approached me as I was about to take my seat for dinner, chatted me up for a bit and gave me his number. I couldn’t help but feel flattered; he ended the conversation by saying I had “beautiful eyes” for goodness sake. Beyond that he came across as really well-intended—which, to me, was an attractive quality in spite of me not being attracted to him.

I’m not a complete stranger to this sort of thing happening but when it does I can never bring myself to tell the guy exactly why they will never hear from me. I should be as honest with them as they are with me and I think that’s something I will try for next time because, when I think about it, it’s the right thing to do. But this time I shall be known, again, as that prick who never called.

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