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I’ve always toyed with the idea of dating younger guys but have somehow held back from going that way… But there is something about turning 30(xx) which will make you go, sod it, take the step anyways! And I’m glad the brave gene kicked in once again, because it’s fun right now. How much younger you ask? Well.. he’s tethering around his 30th birthday, may be shy a year or two (blush blush).. Not that bad huh?
He’s a confident so and so and reminds me of myself when I was his age, which is (tick tock tick tock) about 7 years ago. He’s got such a kick in his step and expectations about life that puts a smile on everyone’s face, including mine of course, and he’s a very persistent and focused guy, which I like very much. Admittedly, he’s different from the guys I usually date and I think that’s what makes him fun to be with. Our first conversation took place on the train platform after a networking event. He abandoned his train when it pulled up for us to keep talking some more and waited for me to get on mine, when a second train for his stop came up (and I thought was just soo cute) . He sent a very lovely text straight afterwards and started the conversation, persisting and pushing for weeks before for I agreed to meet up again. At first I was slightly worried, that he may have mistaken my youthful appearance to mean I around his age, but then thanks to LinkedIn, this smart cutie of a guy, did his calculations and somehow guessed my time in this beautiful world. And he still continued asking for a date even after that, which really threw me! Once we got that out of the way, the real fun began…
One thing is for sure though, the ‘game’ is a little bit different in the ‘Younger Pool’..
For one, he’s really straightforward in expressing his thoughts which sometimes rubs off in the wrong way; and then he’s eager, passionate and stubborn in a very cute way But then on the other hand, he’s also understanding, and he takes his time to talk things through and he turns things on and up in his own time and way, and he looks at me in a very different way, not naively, but it’s like him saying I’m-taking- my -time-with- you- but-you – have – to -recognise -that- I’m -also -a -man! It’s just different.
I’ve always been concerned about having a Sandy and Aram situation (The Rebound) which, I asked him to watch right at the beginning (but he just ignored). But then and again, maybe there’s nothing to worry about for after all age ain’t nothing but a number right?
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