Stage five clinger!

One of the girls I work with was telling me about her dating experiences over the weekend.  She is a very pretty, smart, confident woman and basically a HAISS type of gal.  She went on a date to a basketball game with a guy she’s seen a few times and had fun and he had tickets to the game in the area where the lounge is so there were lots of his friends around.

They were having a great time, and while she was having a conversation with one of his friends, he wanted her to drop it and sit with him and watch the game.  She wanted to finish the conversation, so she told him she would when she was done.  Well, he got his feelings hurt and was pissed at her that she didn’t drop everything at that moment.

Her thoughts were, he should be happy she is a confident girl and had not only the ability to hold an intelligent conversation, but also doesn’t have to be babysat.  He was thinking she should want to be next to him constantly and basically hang on his hip.  WTF???  Men want women who can hold their own, but also will dote on them when they want.

Problem is, as women have become more independent, the need to just be arm candy has diminished.  Not sayin we don’t want to be arm candy, but we also like to be able to use our brains and not have our happiness revolve around someone.  She told him that she is independent and he should be happy she wasn’t a clinger, and he was still pissed.  Now, being an independent woman myself, I like spending time apart at the same event.  If both people are comfortable and secure, it shouldn’t be a problem.

He sounded very insecure to me which probably not work out with her.  Is there any happy medium?  Are we supposed to drop everything when the person we are with tells us too?  That happened to me recently.  I was in Vegas playing blackjack and winning for once, when my date made me feel guilty about not spending time with him.  I was pissed!  It was like, dude, if it’s bugging you, then come find me.  But instead, I gathered up my chips and went and found him.  Good thing it was his birthday, if it wasn’t I would probably not have left!