The Lost Art Of Conversation
Posted on 08 February 2008 | Category: Actual Dates
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It came to me last night during a conversation with SK31. I realized why she’s been so frustrated with me over the last couple months. Sk31 has lost the art of conversation. Dating is as much about physical attraction as it is to being mentally attractive. The most common way we show physical attraction is with our appearance, smile, hair, and style of dress. That’s soooo easy for so many people. We have plenty of tv shows about style, dress, and appearance. But there are very few shows, if any, on conversation. Any one can say a witty line to get the girl’s attention or to get her cell number. But the real reason dating is so difficult as we get older is because we no longer have conversations. Everyone some how feels as if they should have all the information right away, as if they could google all the information. I’ve always been partial to woman who can sit down and talk to me. If you can talk to me, you’ll learn everything about me.
You’ll learn my favorite foods, my hobbies, how important my children are, what type of wine I enjoy, and practically anything else. Of course, you can’t learn all of that in one conversation. The fact is, Sk31 wanted to know everything about me. The only way she knew how to do that was to ask me questions. I call it, 20 questions. Some where between #4 and #5, I got irritated and decided I wasn’t going to answer any more questions.

But, I’ve been busy with work and kids, so I wasn’t at her disposal. She expressed her frustration and then calmed down when I told her I was coming for dinner. So we decided to go to Chili’s in North Richland Hills. Now during dinner she was so out of it because of her meds, the server told us to tip with her pain pills. Anyway, it was a funny evening. So after I took her back home, I let her know that I wasn’t staying the night. Of course, she wasn’t happy. So after I walked her inside, she gave me a kiss and said quietly ‘ I love you’. I was a bit surprised at the timing, but I knew that she was sincere. She had surprised herself, with this revelation. I’m sure the timing of it was a bit odd for her, but it was out of the bag. Later, she admitted to me, that she’s been in love with me for a few weeks. This was not surprising to me. She had been getting very frustrated with me over little things, and couldn’t explain any of her feelings towards me. 