Is He Nervous About Meeting... Me?

Nervous about meeting... me?

 

This is something that is beyond me. 

 

I mean, I am the most every day unassuming person you will ever (or never given that this is the blog world) meet.  My first college roommate swore that I was the type of girl that guys "take home to mom" because I am the perfect hostess and home maker (ah, if she could see me now... no husband, no hostess duties...).  Recently I commented to a friend that I worry about the Diva as she strives to make her friends comfortable.  My friend commented that she is like her mom.  I was stunned.  Do I do that?

 

And if that is the case, then why would anyone be nervous to meet me?

 

I promise not to bite, talk about nuclear weapons or the effects of radiation on the human body.  I will be completely in control of all my different personalities.  I will not mention my kid unless asked and will not discuss parenting issues because, well, even I need a break from the topic from time to time and I have other parents with whom I can discuss those things - they aren't really date material.  

 

I am the person little kids talk to about bad words and such.  I am the one tourists approach for directions (and then summarily ignore, but... still).  

 

Bottom line, I am the most unintimidating person I know! 

 

And I am rarely nervous about meeting anyone... seriously... unless it is a guy who might possibly be interested in me... and then I am a wreck.  We are not talking butterflies, we are talking pterodactyls in full flight!

 

The professional me has no problems meeting people; the female me is a wreck.  That is just... weird!

 

So really, this guy shouldn't be nervous about meeting me at all; it is me that should be nervous about meeting him!