The Guy Next Door developed his nice guy roots growing up in the Midwest and has brought them to the Big Apple, where he has lived for the last decade. He hopes to add some insight into what it's like navigating the tumultuous dating scene in The City That Never Sleeps as the self-proclaimed Non-Date King, as well as sharing the ins and outs of fine-tuning a guy's dah. The Guy Next Door lives in Manhattan and, when he is not busy non-dating, works in the entertainment industry.
Hi guys. You might remember me from a previous dah appearance about two years ago, when I shared my experiences dating two girls with the same name. So, okay, you busted me. I’m not really from Sacramento, as I said in that column. I actually live in New York City. I just changed the names and places to protect the innocent! But now, I’m hoping to make these post-dating encounters with you all a more regular experience – by sharing my tales of what single life is like for a nice guy in the greatest city in the world.
I figured we would start today with a topic relatable to all: The Friend Zone.
You often hear about the guy who has no chance with a girl because she has put him in the dreaded “Friend Zone.” We guys have been told that, once you enter that black hole, there is no hope for you. In these situations, the girl holds all the cards – so it is usually best to save your dignity and move on. The harder you try to change her mind, the worse you look.
This is a fairly common occurrence, as the Friend Zone has been ransacking guys’ quest for ass for what seems like generations. However, what you don’t hear about nearly as often is the reverse: a girl trying desperately to break through the friend barrier to land the guy who has been the object of her affection.
DISCLAIMER: I am not a player. I have never been a player. I was a shy kid growing up and have always been more of a “Relationship Guy” than a “Swinging Single”. So before the women reading this post prepare to riot and rake me over hot coals, just hear me out.
Midway through another Sacramento summer, when the calendar flipped from June to July I couldn’t help but think to myself: “Where are all the women?” After all, this was supposed to be the Summer of Love. Like I said, I’m no player, but I wanted to have at least SOME fun while the weather was still nice. Well my friends, as the old saying goes: be careful what you wish for (try to keep up with me here, but picture me talking really fast)….
First, on an early July Wednesday, a girl who used to work with my friend Marty contacted me out of the blue. I had met her months earlier when we were all out one night, but nothing had ever come from it. We ended up talking online for over an hour that night and made plans to go out the following week. Then, that Saturday, I met another girl at a friend’s birthday down in wine country. Numbers were exchanged and another date was set up. That very same night, I met up with my friend Stephanie, who had a friend with her. Let’s just say we hit it off that night and the next morning MORE plans were made. Add two more girls to the fray over the next couple days and suddenly, with five girls in play, my cupboard had gone from bare to overstocked in just one week’s time. Got all that? Sounds tiring, right? Try living it. That’s right kids- dah ALERT!
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