This morning I talked to a co-worker and had a bit of an A-ha-ha moment: our ability to network is adding a barrier to understanding our "suitors" intentions. How many gals have met a guy of interest at a party or bar and left frustrated at the lack of digits requested, only to be greeted by a Facebook request from them 48 hours later. These signals can be confusing. Are you trying to find your cousin an internship or eventually get into my pants?
My co-worker "L" told me a highly entertaining story about a group-texting tale that illustrates the phenomenon of "net-working-it." "L" was at a party with a girlfriend where they both met the same guy through a group of friends and both, unknowingly, gave him their digits. Interestingly L didn't feel any romance, but obliged because honestly its more awkward to say no. During the post-mortum discussion with her girlfriend L mentioned the text she received: "hey it was great to meet you last night" which was met with a chuckle when her girlfriend revealed identical "text" on her RAZR from the same guy. They both laughed at this loser-08 who was so obviously working the room for leads it was like he was at a career fair. And appropriately his follow-up was as impersonal as a cut and pasted interview thank-you with the wrong name in the heading.
Having fallen prey to this oddd phenomenon of blurred dating and networking tactics I have one message to dudes: like us for the important stuff, like because we're hot.