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Ok, can I just tell you that G8 told the story of my life? I was always attracted to the pretty-boy player types and it always ended up bad. In my case, it boiled down to two things.....looks and ego. I had a very narrow view of what was attractive, and unfortunately the guys I was attracted to tended to think they were even more attractive than I did!!!! Plus, it was an ego thing for me to try and nail the players. In fact, I had a nickname for a while...."Buffy the Player Slayer...." I had a game going where I would play the players, ie get them to pursue me and go out with me, and I knew how to play their game to keep them interested, and then just as they started thinking that they had me and I was going to fall under their spell, I'd dump them. Naturally I won some and I lost some....I was in the process of trying to burn the worst one of all at the same time that he had made it his mission in life to burn me when a very nice, sweet guy I was acquainted with asked me out. He had tried to pick up on me before but at the time I was like "yeah whatEVER!!" and pretty much blew him off. We did become friends after that but I never really thought of him as dating material for me. I did notice that he seemed to be in pretty hot demand, but it never got to me. But when he asked me out, I was so sick of the games and he seemed so sweet that I said to myself "what the heck, it will be nice to have a guy really work at it!" and I said yes. We had the BEST time. I wasn't nervous or trying to impress him, and although he was pretty nervous at first and trying VERY hard he could tell that he was winning major brownie points with me. He relaxed and the convo flowed all night, and all of a sudden I was like "why did I never notice how great-looking he is??" To make a long story short, after that night (Halloween 1992) we never looked back. We celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary in September and have two beautiful children.
The "players?" Well, the two worst ones I ever encountered are now 34 and 31 years old, still single, and total LOSERS....(in fact I saw the one recently and he has gained a ton of weight and looks like crap.)
Nice guys may have to work at it for awhile, but they usually win when it counts....I came to find out that my husband had a major crush on me (almost psycho-like) for two years before he asked me out....and I know for a fact one of his closest fraternity brothers (another nice guy) married his dream girl too, a girl he thought was totally out of his league.
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