Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn
I think it’s because generally I’m an enthusiastic person, if I like something I really like it. If I don’t like it, I just don’t give a damn.
If I like something it’s hard to fight showing how much I like it. Sometimes when I’m eating tasty food it’s so good I have to do a dance and sing. The chocolate dance has a bit of a following now.
With this in mind I find it hard to play it cool with girls. I don’t have a problem with drunk dialing or texting but the bit after the first date where you have to wait before calling them back is hard for me. Hard if you like them of course, if you aren’t interested it’s very easy to not seem too eager.
I spend a lot of time glaring at my phone and then the clock thinking ‘is it time yet?’ I suppose the fact that I’m thinking that and not texting is progress but I still don’t feel like Rhett Butler, maybe a mustache would help.