Plenty of Fish In The Sea..Or Are There?

There are millions of guys in the world and a couple mil in New York; I don't have the same tastes as any of my friends; I created the whole dibs system.

Yet for some inexplicable reason, I always have a friend who ends up dating (or interested in) a dude I'm into.

I know what you're thinking: "She can't be your friend if she's trying to move in on your guy." Arguably true, but the dudes are never my guy, and I prefer to choose my friends based on more solid qualities (have they been there when I needed them, do they listen to me, can I depend on them in the fell clutch of circumstance, etc.). If they pass those criteria, then we're good to go...I try not to let one flaw determine an entire relationship...at least where friendships are concerned.

Just to give you some background, this has happened a lot. My first "boyfriend" (cause when you're that young, you don't really have boyfriends) ended up dating my good friend MR. She also went out with, and ended up marrying my second boyfriend.

Then in college, I was really feelin' this guy BR. We fondled each other a couple times (he was the first guy I ever did anything with in college), and I thought he was really nice. My good friend MP (who I told how much I really liked him) slept with him...oh, did I mention she had a fiance? Yup. Trifling. I ended up cutting her off, her ability to lie to her fiance and still get married to him made me realize she wasn't the sort of person I wanted in my life.

Throughout my adulthood, I've had several more situations where a friend ended up dating a dude I was interested in -- at least 5. In 3 instances, the dude had actually approached me first and chatted me up, only to later do the same to my friend. I never addressed it, partly because I just can't deal with the drama and partly because I don't want to be a cockblocker (even though the same courtesy was never extended to me).

I'd like to introduce you to The Shark. I'd met the shark one day, and he and I flirted for quite a while. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but The Shark shifted his interests to a friend of mine. As usual I let it go, and I'm not sure what happened after that between the two of them. So The Shark recently sent me an email to ask for my number. I was baffled, but provided it anyway (although I wondered why he couldn't just ask my friend). He calls:

Shark: "Hey SE, it's The Shark."
Me: "Oh, hey. How's it going?"
Shark: "Good. I was just calling to see how you've been."
Me: "I've been good. Not much happening....so what's up?"
Shark: "Nothin' man. Just wanted to see if you wanted to grab a bite sometime and talk."

A bite? Dude, you left our perfectly good chemistry to pursue my friend and you want to grab a mutha-effin bite?! Erm, negative.

Me: "Sounds good, but my schedule is really busy."
Shark: "I'll work around you."
Me: "Ok, I'll let you know."
Shark: "Yeah, let me know. I'd really love to take you out to dinner."

Now you know I have NO intention of calling this dude back, right? LOL.

There are plenty of fish in the sea. Some people prefer to take a few from someone else's net than venture out on their own...but I'm not one of those people. I'll catch my own fish, thankyouverymuch....