What does it mean when a man turns up at your door and hands you some home made soup?
According to my mate Sam, who is a gobby bitch and always says it as she sees it, "and you think he doesn't like you? Yeah right!"
On the other hand, I bake brownies for anyone who looks like they might want some gooey chocolate goodness. Perhaps this guy is just as dopey as I am in that respect, and likes to give people things to cheer them up - without having any sort of romantic intentions.
Which one do I really want it to be? I don't even know.
Don't get me wrong; I have a hideous crush on this man, for various reasons. He is lovely. He compliments me and encourages me with my writing and chats random shit with me and walks on the outside of the pavement in some weird, old-fashioned chivalrous fashion that's quite adorable. Spending time with him feels a lot like a Winter afternoon wrapped in a big quilt watching a classic movie.
But I'm also slightly petrified of all that business. I have enough on my plate right now, without getting all caught up in something that could well end in tears (if past experience is anything to go on, it's likely to). It's safe to say I have poor judgement when it comes to men. Is this just more poor judgement?
And really, if you were trying to woo someone, would you use soup to do it?
I was trying to think of the last time a man turned up with home made food at my door... The best I could come up with was a drunk bloke last Christmas offering to get a taxi to the nearest KFC (half an hour away) and bring some back for me. Not quite the same, is it. And I know which one I prefer.
I am not sure what to make of the whole soup thing. What does it say, when a man turns up at your door with soup?