Just Because I Gave You My Number Doesn’t Mean We Go Together

We as women deal with this far too often. We’re out at a bar or restaurant with friends and we’re having a great time. You catch a guy eyeing you. He’s nowhere near your type so you don’t pay him any mind. He then approaches you. He tells you how beautiful you are, that he’s been watching you all night and that he’d like to get to know you. To avoid coming off like a total bitch, you give him your number. What’s the harm in that, right? WRONG! This is where all lines become crossed and somehow, a person you JUST met has become your “boyfriend”.

Allow me to further explain. Have you ever given your number to a guy and the second he calls you he begins talking inappropriately. I mean, he totally skips courtship and goes right into all the freaky things he wants to do with you? Major turn off! When I gave you my number you said you wanted to get to know ME a little more. I would have thought you meant through my mind, not my vagina walls. Men fail to realize that coming at a woman like that is not cute. It’s not attractive and any woman who falls for that is a guaranteed bird. The first phone call after I give you my number shouldn’t be at 5am in some attempt to get in my pants. This is reserved for my boo, and you are not it.

Then you have the overzealous guy who is always demanding your time. Always wants to see you. Always wants to talk to you on the phone. Just always wants to be under you and he’s only had your phone number for 5 minutes. These men are just as annoying as the men above. They want to have a 5 year relationship in the span of 5 minutes. They want to move way too fast and demand way too much. If I gave you my number, take it for what it is, my phone number. It doesn’t mean that I am going to spend time with you. It doesn’t even mean that I WANT to spend time with you. It means that I was being nice enough to give you 10 numeric digits that you can use to get ahold of me. You don’t get to pressure me into talking to you. I reserve the right to never answer your call. You’ve only had my number 15 minutes, you can’t really even get mad. You don’t know me. I’m not your soul mate. Unless at some point I promised you that this phone call could become something more than just a phone call, you’ve got to chill.

I never realized that giving someone your phone number was a sign that somehow you were interested in them. If that’s the case, consider me a whore with how many people have my number.  I remember back in the good old days where you gave someone your number just to have another person to communicate with when you were bored. These days giving a guy your number is like entering in to a binding pre-marriage agreement. Somehow he thinks that if he’s on the phone with you, he has a chance at being your boo. The sad thing is, it’s so far from the truth. How do you avoid having these mix-ups? Do you just not give your number out?