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Pamela Spencer

I am a 28-year-old Kansas City transplant from Michigan. I am in no way a dating expert. In fact, I often have a love-hate relationship with dating. But when it comes to talking about dating, it's all love.
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From Frink Rezn8:

So I have this ‘on again, off again’ relationship with this girl (but she is not a ‘girl friend’). Let’s call her Susie. I met up with her at a bar; we’re listening to some music, talking about old times.

Later in the evening, she’s giving me the ‘bedroom eyes’, more and more. We’re sitting close, getting touchy feely, all that stuff. We move the conversation outside, to where she and the other patrons can smoke. Another, more attractive girl enters the frame, lets call her Jane. Susie, a bit drunk now, aims to make it clear to this new girl that I’m here with her.

Guys: You can and should work this to your advantage.
Girls: You know you love what you can’t have.

Later, while Susie is at the bar, I’m minding my own business (seriously), just chilling, watching the extra inning All Star game. Jane walks by and we begin talking.

Guys: This is where I messed up. I was focused on the wrong girl. “The sure thing”, as they call it. Gimme a break. Girls are quite finicky, the only time it’s a sure thing is when you are both naked and she’s purring.

So, anyways, Jane has a “friend”. You know, some guy who hangs around and is obviously “just the friend”. Kind of like a pawn chess piece.

Guys: Don’t let the “friend” turn you off to the opportunity. You can and should use him to your advantage. Just befriend him. But, keep your primary conversation with the girl.

Susie comes back with her drink, again, doing her best to show Jane that she ain’t leaving with me. She’s a bit belligerent, ranting, raving, about God knows what. Jane is confused and just leaves.

Guys: Let me ask you something. Why in the world would I continue to focus my attention to Susie? -Why would I not go try and find Jane, at this point? Yes; those are rhetorical questions.

Anyways; long story short. I didn’t leave with either of them. Why? Because girls are finicky. Susie got wasted, her behavior turned south and she ended up taking a taxi home. New girl (Jane)? I don’t know what happened to her. Like I said, even though I should have, I didn’t put my focus on her.

On again...off again. Last time I did that lasted 3 1/2 years, to no end. Ditch her...permanently!
Susie just sounds like an insecure dumbass. Everyone has their purpose.
Best to keep the women in your life separate, if possible. Don't let them be together in the same room. Ever. And, they may start to compare notes. Cat-fights result. Your ass gets fried, and your favorite CD's are shattered when they are tossed into the street. Best to tell one you're going to SidePockets to play pool with the guys and that you'll be back in a couple of hours - then meet your lady friend for a nice dinner so you can have a friendly chat and catch up on things without the glaring eyes of the first girl; if things progress to nookie-ville, send a text message to the first girl that you're running late because you're helping one of the guys move a sofa to his college kid's apartment, and you'll probably head to bed afterwards. Who knows - maybe the first girl will fix you a nice breakfast for the many good deeds she thinks you done and even reward you with hot-morning-sex!
On -Off, Suzie's actions are more like a dimmer switch, she's not on or off. This girl has no clue what she wants. Sounds like a waste of time, and loaded with drama on top. Besides If the girl cant make up her mind about you, what says she's ever going to. Jane, well I think your now moving on to opportunity 3, because that girl is long gone

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