Mixed messages suck.
I was out for the third time with a Brazilian woman I knew, it was Valentine's Day, we'd seen some movies. I walked her to her car - it was freezing - and we were talking, holding hands.
I said, "I'd really like to kiss you."
She blinks and goes, "Why?"
I said, "Um, well, uh, it's Valentine's Day, I thought we were having a pretty good night together, and because I'm very attracted to you."
She frowns, then says, "Well, I did have a nice night, but I'm just not interested in you romantically, and I just want to be friends."
Crushed, I say, "Well, I'm disappointed to hear that, but I respect your decision. Just friends it is. Drive home safe, okay? I'm gonna walk to my car now, it's pretty cold out here."
She goes, "Oh, where's your car?"
I gesture to a distant point in the lot. "Over there somewhere."
She says, "I could drive you to it."
I say, "No, that's okay. I could use the walk."
She then goes, "You know, I had a dream about your car."
I go, "Really?"
She says, "Yeah. You were in the front seat of your car, and I was straddling your lap, and bouncing up and down. It was gooooooood."
I swear to God, part of me got so angry and confused by her saying that, telling me about a sex dream right after saying she wasn't interested.
I kind of gaped for a second before weakly saying, "Uh, may your dreams come true?"
I then bid her good night and walked to my car, wanting to punch the side of every single car I passed.
Mixed messages suck.
