How to Know if a Guy Finds You Attractive

It's a prophylactic bet that every woman has encountered "Mr. Overnice Guy." He'southward a guy whobelieves he's squeamish. In fact, heinsists on it. He may even act nice, just it'southward never more than an act, and the fake niceness goes away as shortly as a adult female tells him she's not interested.

Guys like this seem to think that women are vending machines. If they spend plenty kindness coins, then they deserve a date, a relationship or intimacy in return. They tend to go a chip crazy when they find out they're not entitled to a woman's trunk and time just considering they exist.

If Prissy Guy buys a woman a drink, she should go home with him, and a girl who is polite is obviously interested. Nice Guys constantly complain about getting friend-zoned — as though friendship is some kind of punishment. At best, these guys are annoyances. At worst, they're unsafe. Prissy Girls exist besides, of course, and then both women and men have had to suffer these fools.

Do any of the following stories resonate with you? We sure hope not!

(No) Give thanks U, Next

My worst Nice Guy experience was probably the creepy mid-50s man who harassed me for months and finally made his big motion by telling me he liked my pheromones. Then he mansplained what pheromones are and got very angry when 19-year-old me turned him down. He told me that what I needed was a practiced experience. Yeah, no thanks, you gross debauchee.

As before long as I started dating my fiancé, a shut guy friend/roommate turned out to be a very toxic Nice Guy. He had never indicated that he wanted to date me. And then one night he freaked out on me because he was, "JUST Nearly TO ASK ME OUT!" And so he told me that my fiancé was going to dump me anyway, and so I might also cut my losses early and get out with him instead. So, instead, I cut my losses with the Nice Guy, moved in with my fiancé and accept been blissfully happy ever since.

Paying the Troll Toll

I had recently moved back into my parents' house after a long, toxic relationship. I started dating once more and met a guy on OkCupid. He was more often than not a gentleman and polite, although he seemed a little lonely because he was from out of land and hadn't made a lot of friends yet. We had been hanging out regularly for several weeks and hadn't really discussed where we were headed, what our expectations were, etc. I was still seeing other people and assumed we were casual.

Patently, he saw things a lot more than seriously. I posted a photo of myself at a museum that was obviously taken by someone else, and he contacted me every bit presently as he saw it to ask who I was with. When he plant out it was a guy, he was very upset and literally started screaming at me. Apparently, he considered me his girlfriend.

He was livid, and it was scary. He said he wanted me to pay him back for the money he spent hanging out with me (getting food and driving me thirty minutes each mode to hang out at his house). He said he was coming to my house that night to collect it.

I agreed to leave $100 nether the doormat if he never talked to me or came to my house ever once again, and he agreed. He got off piece of work belatedly at night, like around midnight, and when he collected his coin he pounded on my door and screamed profanities at the summit of his lungs. And then, when I came to the door, I told him I would call the cops equally he ran abroad screaming.

I'm pretty sure I got a prank call from his roommate a few days later, so I blocked all possible forms of contact.

Sacre Bleu, a Nice Guy in Paris

I was in Paris for the weekend, and the friend I was meeting in the city wouldn't be in that location for a few hours, so I just went to sit in front of the Eiffel Tower and sketch for a while. Presently subsequently I sat down, a guy came and sat down near me. I had headphones in and just ignored him, simply he slowly scooted closer until he was a few feet from me.

He started talking to me, ignoring my headphones and my work. He conspicuously wasn't going to surrender. I eventually stopped blatantly ignoring him and took out my headphones, hoping for a few minutes of stilted and bad-mannered conversation at most.

He would non get out me alone. He talked about his graduate program, how he was looking for a woman, how smart he was, how he traveled so much, and a load of other personal glorification of how great he was. I told him repeatedly that I was enjoying my alone time, that I had a boyfriend, that I'chiliad not in the mood for chatting with anyone, etc. He brushed it off like I hadn't said a thing.

And so, I went dorsum to working, ignoring him every bit he talked at me. I didn't know the city well, and I don't speak French, so I wasn't keen on wandering effectually past myself. Maybe 15 minutes later, I couldn't have it anymore and got upwards to move, and he followed me across the park. I told him I wanted to exist lonely, which didn't help at all. When I got up to leave once more, he tried to rip my drawing out of my sketchbook considering I had "drawn it for him."

Somehow, I managed to walk off quickly with my drawing and wandered around by myself until my friend arrived.

Dejeuner with a Side of Manipulation

When I was in high school, I had this best friend who had come up to me and told me he liked me as more than a friend. I politely told him I didn't feel the same style and would be much more comfortable simply remaining friends. He said he was okay with this, and things nearly went back to normal, simply he started existence more withdrawn. So 1 day at dejeuner he was sitting against a wall all solitary pouting, and I came over to see if he was okay, and he told me that his low was so much worse lately, and he was just feeling so suicidal and that "I wouldn't want to end myself if a girl would ever actually like me back…" Information technology took all of my cocky-control not to end him myself.

NG Expects Praise for the Bare Minimum: Shocker

I went to a rave with a friend and his group of friends and had a smashing time (and I was really inebriated). The adjacent 24-hour interval when my friend and I were talking about the rave and how messed up I was, he told me that I'm actually lucky that he and his friends were skillful guys and that nothing happened to me. What?!

He Finishes Final 'Cause He's Trash

I spent three-and-a-half years, the last of which we lived together, with a self-proclaimed Nice Guy. In those years, nosotros had fights consisting of him calling me every proper name you can recollect of. I was defendant of wanting to cheat on him constantly. I was constantly told I was stupid. I was told that my family was trash, and there were a couple physical altercations as well.

Finally, after numerous attempts to set up the problems and being given every excuse in the book, I decided "running back to the trailer home" wasn't that bad of a deal. He goes off most how he's given me so much and put up with so many things other guys wouldn't, including me having seizures in my sleep. He finishes it off with: "But ya know, nice guys always finish last."

Delicate Egos at Play

In college, I worked at the campus bookstore, and a guy would come through my line and make pocket-size talk. He wasn't bad looking, merely a petty socially bad-mannered. 1 day he asked me out while I was ringing him up. He looked and so vulnerable standing there, and there were other people in line waiting with glee for me to shoot him downwardly, so I agreed because I didn't want to embarrass him. And, hey, who knows?

So, we went out on a engagement to come across a Hitchcock picture show at a campus auditorium. I accept no idea why, but he of a sudden tried to leap over the row of seats and caught his foot and went downwards hard. His olfactory organ was gushing blood, and he could barely walk on his ankle. I was trying to help him, and he screamed, "Leave me lonely!" I asked him if he was sure because I wanted to stay and help, but he screamed abusive profanity at me until I left.

I never saw him at the bookstore over again. I withal have no idea what his deal was.

Using Kindness as Control

My ex-fellow would keep tallies on how many "nice things" he did for me, and he used it confronting me when I didn't come across his standards. He used information technology as a mode to command, manipulate and guilt me. I told him he was too controlling, and his response was "I've just never loved someone so much, and I merely care nearly you a lot."

Yes, never again.

Nice Guy with a Twist

In loftier school, my best friend and I were friends with this Nice Guy. She worked with him, and we were into some of the same geeky stuff, but we didn't have much else in common. He asked my friend out, and she politely told him no, saying she'd rather just be friends. He seemed to take information technology well, and we all continued hanging out. Over the grade of the side by side two years, he followed her around everywhere, managed to go to several school dances with her (as "friends"), and asked her another handful of times. He e'er threw himself out at that place, always created embarrassing situations.

She constantly rejected him, merely he kept at information technology. To spite her, he asked me out, expecting me to freak out on him so he could win her pity. Unfortunately for him, I said yes. We spent our "date" driving around looking for my friend. I pretended not to know where she was so he would back off. Information technology ended pretty anticlimactically.

We were both bored, and then we kept hanging out away from my friend. It turned out, when he stopped stalking her, we noticed that nosotros had a lot in common.

We're married now and have three children.

Friends with Conditions

I've had a couple "dainty guys" that took FOREVER to just leave me alone, but the worst out of all of them was my best friend of four years dropping me like a hot tater because I wouldn't date him. It took about 2-and-a-half years after that to reconnect. At present he will answer when I telephone call, but it won't ever be like it was before.

He'll Be Correct Here Waiting for Y'all

I was considering dating ane of my friends in college, but I was getting cold feet and second thoughts. So, I went to spend some fourth dimension alone and figure things out. I procedure better that way — you know, the nerdy, introverted type.

The lack of an immediate respond made him decide to constitute himself outside my dorm room, and he didn't move for what must accept been eight or 9 hours, waiting for me.

This Guy's No Guitar Hero

I met a guy at Guitar Eye who was looking for stands of some sort. I foolishly and obliviously gave him my number so I could text him the address of another music store. We began talking about video games via text, and things were going pretty well until he asked me to exist friends with benefits.

Keep in listen that he already had a girlfriend and had told me that. I repeatedly said no, and he kept maxim things like, "I'll treat you with respect," and "I'm non a jerk." Toward the end of our texting chat, he said that I was lucky that he was even bothering me with his request to be friends with benefits. I had to block him and then he would leave me alone.

What a sweetheart.

A Thin Line Between Love and Obsession

The worst Nice Guys are the ones who don't give upwards. Information technology's 1 thing to plough someone downwardly and accept them back off, only I've had some people who turn down to surrender. I retrieve a lot of them assume they will somewhen win yous over like some kind of rom-com, but it's usually just creepy.

A guy who lived in my dorm during freshman year of higher professed that he loved me one day, because it was killing him seeing me get shut to another ane of our friends. I let him down, simply he continued to pursue me for the next half dozen months. He wrote me poems, played me songs that reminded him of me, and told me I'm beautiful and perfect in Italian (a language nosotros share) when other people were present.

He even told me that he didn't know if he could live without me and might be at hazard of harming himself if we didn't date. Fifty-fifty when I started dating someone else, this behavior continued until he decided there was another girl he was in love with. It gets kind of scary when people confuse obsession for love.

The Nice Guy Blew It

I once really hit it off with this guy at a pub. He was bonny, an astonishing kisser, made good conversation, etc. Nosotros exchanged numbers and planned to hang out that nighttime, but somehow our respective friend groups got separated, and it didn't happen. Oh, well, nosotros'll gather another time, I thought.

But then I wake up to his text at three a.m.: "I should accept gone to bed hours ago. YOU RUINED MY NIGHT!" (Considering I didn't go home with him?) This was followed by WEEKS of him blowing up my phone, asking me why I wasn't texting him back and why I lost interest. Hmm, I wonder why?

No, Pal, That Friendship Has Sailed

A "nice guy" told me he would fustigate my head in with a brick and harm my entire family later he asked me out, and I turned him downward. He texted me a month subsequently to apologize and inquire if we could still be friends.

A Pack of Squeamish Guys

I lived i building over from a guy friend in college, so it was similar a ii-infinitesimal walk to my apartment from his. There had been increased offense in the apartment complex, then when I was leaving a party at his apartment, he offered to walk me home, merely in instance, considering it was ii a.1000.

He went in for a kiss at my door, and I politely declined but thanked him for walking me. He was really nice nearly it, but when I saw all of his friends on campus the next day, they were yelling that I "owed it to him to at to the lowest degree make out with him for being and so prissy to me."

Ah yep, very classy guys. That's probably why almost all of them were single.

An Element of Control

He was my ex. I stupidly agreed to go for a picnic with him a few weeks afterwards we broke upward. He admittedly insisted on being a gentleman, and by "being a gentleman," I mean treating me like a child by taking the canteen out of my hand when I went to pour myself a potable and so he could practise it. Every time. It was the same when it came to making the sandwiches, he insisted and pushed me out of the style, even though I wanted to make my own. He wouldn't allow me.

It infuriated me and reminded me why he wasn't good for me, and I never went out with him again.

Grief Counseling Gone Horribly Wrong

The morning that my best friend took his own life (I was 15, he was 17), a male child in his grade came up to me in the cafeteria. He had previously been creepy with just nigh anybody I knew, but information technology was a solemn 24-hour interval, so I figured fifty-fifty he would exist normal. Nope.

He sat down and proceeded to tell me that he'd seen my friend's trunk in the courtyard. If I wanted to make out to take my listen off of this stuff, he'd exist happy to help me out.

Shamed for Maxim No

I was joking with a "nice guy" friend nearly dating him and thought he was joking besides. He kissed me, and I didn't terminate him at the moment. After that, I politely let him know that I wasn't interested in him. I later establish out he told everyone we actually dated, I broke his heart, and I'g fond to intimacy.

Entitled, Buddy, Non Courageous

I'm a dude, merely I'm going to go ahead and mail service my experience. There's a local bar that's always packed on the weekends here where I live (college boondocks). One Saturday night, my buddies and I are grabbing some drinks after watching a concert, and the place is packed. I'1000 noticing a total cervix beard "nice guy" following around a grouping of girls that are clearly way out of his league. I mean this dude has the cervix beard, the exposed belly and the anime shirt, and these chicks are perfect tens.

Usually, I root for the underdog, but in this state of affairs, I could tell these girls were bothered past this guy, and he clearly wasn't getting the hint. The girls ended up behind united states, and I could hear the guy begging for one girl, in item, to go home with him. "Come up on. Are you lot serious? I'grand way better than these guys here. Just give me a chance."

I had to manus information technology to the guy, he had guts.

Existent Nice Guys Don't Commit Assault

I was 18 years onetime and had just started dating. This guy met me at my function-time job and said that I was really squeamish and that he wanted to take me out on a date. I said sure.

And so he picks me upward in a Shelby Mustang. And he is really handsome. I feel like I've won the lottery. However, right there… non fifty-fifty two seconds into our auto ride he tries to pull over and assail me. I'm like… no. I push his mitt away and tell him that he needs to stop trying to assault me or I will throw his keys. He laughs and tries over again. I pull the keys out of the ignition, undo my seatbelt, open the door, and hurl his keys as far as I possibly tin can into a field.

He starts cursing at me and how this wasn't even his motorcar and blah blah blah. I just laughed and so I left. He tried texting me once more afterward, merely I ignored him.

Women Aren't Vending Machines

On my 21st altogether, we were in the social club, and I'd had a little too much to beverage. I went up to the bar for some h2o, but it was packed, and so I only asked a dude who was about to be served if he could grab me some water with his drinkable. He did, and I said cheers and went back to dancing with my friends.

About xv minutes later, he but walks over and hands me a drink that isn't water and walks off again earlier I can explain that I'grand done drinking or can even say thanks. I concluded upwards just giving it to a male person friend and forgetting nigh it for the rest of the dark.

It hits 3 a.one thousand., and the club kicks everybody out, and as I'thousand standing outside waiting for my boyfriend to appear with our bags, I'm approached by mystery drink dude. He only walks correct up to me and says, "And then are yous coming back to my identify this night and so?"

I laughed and was like "ARE You FOR Existent?" and he got mad. He genuinely thought I owed information technology to him to become home with him because he bought me a beverage I didn't want. I tried to chill him out and explain that I was actually out with my beau, and he got even madder that I hadn't mentioned that until now. Behave in mind our just interaction was when I asked him for water. And at present all of a sudden I'1000 a lying, manipulative person who leads men on for my own gain and so denies them the intimacy they are owed.

Apparently, women are like vending machines. All y'all have to do information technology put drinks in, and you lot get intimacy out.

Helm Rebound Has No Inkling

My beau of four years had only broken up with me, and I was devastated. I had a guy friend in college that I was close to, so two days after the breakup, he asked me to hang out and become my listen off information technology. We went to a chain restaurant for dinner, and I found it odd that he kept insisting on paying — same thing for the movie we went to. I insisted he shouldn't, but he only whipped out his card and paid.

Lo and behold, after that night he tried to make a move, somewhen pretty much asking for intimacy. His reasoning? "You could at least requite me something. I hateful I took you lot out to dinner and a moving picture."

Gee, thanks. That's exactly what I desire after I was betrayed past the dearest of my life 2 days ago: You lot betraying our friendship to endeavour to go with me.

NGs E'er Reveal Themselves

Someone I knew and trusted grabbed me when I was 17. I thought I was confiding this to a long-term friend, but then he told me: "I don't understand how you got to that point with him, merely yous and I hang out all the time and haven't gotten shut."

When Entitlement Becomes Tearing

He asked for my number after buying me a drink. I didn't know him or even discover him until he walked up with a drink in manus. I said I was in a relationship (I was), and he started ranting and raving near how when "a nice guy buys you a drink, you lot give him the time of 24-hour interval." I got upwardly and started walking abroad, he threw the bottle at me.

High School Never Ends

First guy I ever dated was around 15. I told him I was still figuring things out and wanted to take things slow. He showed up with a dozen roses on our 2nd date. I told him it was also much, and I was uncomfortable, but he refused to take them back. Nosotros hung out a few times, just I just wasn't that into him. I said I didn't want to keep dating, and nosotros should just be friends.

He said okay, only then he gave me a "goodbye" book that had jewelry hidden inside, and he refused to take that back besides. If he texted, I kept things friendly and jokey, never maxim anything romantic. I tried to avoid him and even sent him a garbage verse form as only teen me could write to tell him to forget about me because I liked someone else (which was truthful).

Sometime later, it'south prom season. He asks some other girl, but and then he finds out I haven't been asked yet, so he offers to dump her for me. I say it won't be fair to her and refuse. (I as well really don't desire to get with him, but I'm besides scared to say this to his confront.) He's super angry at prom considering I went with a guy he hated. That guy too turned out afterward to exist a wiggle. (Oh, well. It even so wouldn't have driven me into my kickoff date'southward arms.

Years afterward, when we are both in college, I go habitation for a reunion. A daughter asked me, "Hey, offset date used to talk to me nigh you. I always wondered, why were you leading him on?"

A Venti Nice Guy with Extra Common salt

I'1000 a barista. I had a regular ask me out a while back. He's kind of a creepy guy who has a reputation for beingness a "starer," and he likes to try to make small talk with the women there, fifty-fifty when they're obviously busy doing their jobs. I effort to avoid talking to him every bit much as I tin can, simply he seems more often than not harmless.

When I rejected him, he went on this tirade about how all women are shallow, and I but turned him downwardly because he's a bigger fellow. Note that I'grand engaged and clothing a ring, so he was barking up the wrong tree in the outset place. I basically told him that he was the shallow one because he but asked me out because he thinks I'm pretty, given that I'm non even nice to him. That close him up.

Stalker on Aisle 5

I had a guy stalk me at the store I work in. I work alone likewise, which made the whole thing creepier. He would come up in occasionally and stay in that location for an Hour. Even if someone else would come in, he'd just drift effectually the store until they left and then go along talking to me. I was similar 22 at the time, and he was easily in his late 30s.

One time, I came into the shop, and my coworker asked if I knew this dude. I was like, no, why? "Because he comes in every day and is request when y'all piece of work." Dear. God.

So, the side by side time he comes in, he asks me out on a date. I say pitiful, no, I have a young man. Then he goes on a 30-minute rant almost how women hate him, e's recently divorced, alone, etc. He was full on guilt tripping me as if information technology was my fault I was in a happy, committed relationship. Yikes.

A Wearisome Grinding Halt

He picked me up and took me to the embankment to get me out of my head and non exist lonely with myself later my friend committed suicide. When I turned away to stare out at the ocean, he came up behind me and started grabbing me. I told him to cease and that I wanted to go dwelling, as this was just making my mood worse. When we got to my business firm, he moved in for a hug goodbye and immediately pulled my confront up to his and tried to full-on make out with me. Thank you for ruining a kind gesture with the assumption of getting intimate when I am grieving my friend'south expiry.

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