No, He Won't Call You

The male point of view towards men and women in particular has always been interesting to me. Whatever things you have in your head, what a man thinks is never one of them. The topic of who should call after you've been out a few times and how long should pass between the meeting and the call is a topic either for "Sex and the City" or for Friday night with young men drinking. After going through the clichés of who is what and how much a man is in relation to his attitude towards a woman, and how serious this is in general, we come to the conclusion that the modern man never calls first. He does not consider it necessary. A friend had told me that “A man is patient enough to wait for a woman to get tired of her and look for him first. "Someone had told her. Wise man. Likeing and looking for someone hasn't changed since you were in fifth grade. Trust me. If then you were ashamed to admit it, now it will be so. If you didn't call then, now that feeling has doubled. Modern women's magazines try to convince you, and some succeed that the "modern meeting rules" say that you should not wait for him to look for you, but to ride the moment and do it first. Call him, write to him, take what you think belongs to you already. Or maybe women's magazines are confused. The man always finds the woman he likes. He always picks up his phone when she calls him. He never dumps his friends for her. The rule is that you should never look for it because you look desperate, which I think is true, and the new thing is that if you are brave, real, you can look for it at any time. When a man always makes a woman look for him, she begins to feel like an intruder. To feel that it is not desired, that it interferes and annoys. It has happened to me many times. Of course, not much time passes and everything ends. Because while only I was looking for them, they were looking for another. Then I get the impression that I did everything wrong. I think we really look desperate in their eyes. And so the interest is lost, they leave us and find others. Men are a universe misunderstood by me.

You know those people who learn from their mistakes, know the flirtation and the eyes that follow them secretly. I'm not one of them. The reality and attitude of a particular man bites me from behind five minutes after I did what I shouldn't have done. I always call first. I confuse kindness and goodness with other things or vice versa. The men I've been with always diverge somewhere between what we want and what's happening. The discrepancy in the relationship of what you want and what someone is willing to give you is the biggest nightmare. For each. Gender does not matter in this case. And yet women are always wondering. For them, the first phone call is a mystery they need to solve. Yet. There is still the wonder after "why, he doesn't call? “