If there is a guy you're interested in, but you don't know if he's (a) available or (b) in a relationship, just do the following: put me in a room with him, and if he is dating someone, he will come up to me and ask for my phone number. He may even possibly touch portions of my body where I wear my bathing suit. However, if he's actually single, he won't notice I am alive.
I don't know how I find these guys.
YET ANOTHER, I met last night. Everything was great, he introduced himself, we talked all night, we sent cute little text messages all day today, I stole cheesecake from work and brought it to him (at his BEACHFRONT, 38TH FLOOR, JAW-DROPPING CONDO) because he said he wanted some. So cute, right? Barf.
So I go over there, and he's giving me the tour of his home, and I'm thinking, What is wrong with this guy? Smart, successful, beautiful, obviously looooooooaded--there must be something, something something something WHAT IS IT? and we pass the photos: him standing with the man who might as well be every South American underwear model ever born, a slab of gorgeousness smiling back at me, mocking me. I knew who is was before I asked.
"Oh, that's my partner," he said. "We've been together for 5 years."
And I am here, why?
At least this one is dating a man, he's keeping true to his people.