Gina’s Attempt at the “Perfect on Paper” Guy
Rating: PG…no, G…well whatever childlike rating it is, it’s definitely a LOW (maturity level, that is)
Perhaps it’s too much to ask that as I tread slowly through the last year of my 20’s I would FINALLY be dealing with guys of a higher maturity level. I mean, I know everyone says that guys are an average of 5 years behind girls in maturity, but I’m beginning to think the deck is stacked against me. [Tina here: I can assure you, it’s not just you … hence this blog :)]
Case in point … Perfect on Paper. To all my Sex & the City fans out there – I have found the real Dr. Trey MacDougal. To those not inclined to watch this fabulous TV show (yes, I agree the movies are total shit, but the TV show cannot be denied), the “Perfect on Paper” guy is everything a girl is “supposed” to want – rich, good-looking, successful, outgoing, and actually single. This one’s a doctor completing his residency at a prominent NYC hospital. He’s well-dressed, funny, gets along with my friends, comes from a good family, and shockingly is single – without any hidden girlfriends, wives, or baby mammas [that you know of]. I may have found the single gal’s holy grail.
So what’s the problem you ask? He has the communication skills of a 12 year-old boy…if that. [A slight tangent – if I may – but text messaging is the WORST thing to happen to dating EVER! Great for “thinking of you” messages in a relationship, but until that point it just creates a giant clusterfuck of miscommunication and misunderstood tones.] I can’t figure out if he’s trying to “play cool” or if he’s just completely awkward [he’s just awkward in my opinion]. Example – Perfect on Paper text: “Hey, you free tomorrow?” My text: “Yeah, my plans just fell through so I’m totally free.” Perfect on Paper text: “What did you have planned?” My text: “Drinks with a girlfriend but she’s sick.” NO RESPONSE [CLASSIC]. Ummmm….why ask me if I’m free if you have no intention of following up with a date request!!
While Gina paints Perfect on Paper as quite possibly the holy grail, I feel the need to tell the real version of this story. We went to high school with this guy. We graduated in a class of less than 100 kids, and it was small town mentality/life all the way. We’ve both dated guys in our adulthood from said school, (which turned out TERRIBLY for both of us) who shared the EXACT same name as this guy (and I very firmly believe that names influence personalities) and yet Gina is shocked that this guy is still a loser, so-to-speak. He was a total odd duckling in high school, and unless he’s done a complete 180 since then, he’s probably still just an odd duck.
Seriously, what’s up Doc??