He sounds autistic.

what_now: NecoConeco: He would have written more, but he had to be at the gym in 26 minutes

Now come on. That guy was a giant douche who deserves all the ire the internet can heap on him. This dude is just sad. I kinda want to pat him on the head an explain why she didn't call him back.

after all, they both like the one of the most inclusive art forms in the history of humanity, they are of the same age, and she touched her hair.

twue love.

You can google it.

/look it up fools

Mentat: It's sounds like he's trying to land a business deal.

He isn't?

Welcome to New York, New York, the town so self-important they named it twice. Home to some of the best salesmen in the known universe, and some of the very, very, desperate and deluded worst. This latter group includes the sad fark in TFA. I know his kind. You occasionally encounter him on eBay, in city flea markets and street festivals, and on West 48th Street, where the music people trade in instruments.

I will always remember a gray, shambling blur of a man who introduced himself - himself, by god - as George The Incredible Hornman. I doubt he could play a saxophone, but I know firsthand he could not sell one. He may not even have had one to sell - all he ever did was sidle up to you and rapidly rattle off, sans eye contact or any perceptible inflection, that he had some great sax and would you like to meet up and look at it?

Knowing, deep down in places he couldn't ever acknowledge, that no one would ever follow his twitchy, sweaty, shabby presence across a street never mind off to some unknown location, George The Incredible Hornman had only one ace in the hole in his doomed sales pitch. He was convinced, somehow, that he could insult, browbeat, and demean you into doing business with him - as if trust and confidence played no part at all in one's desire to part with one's money.

I hope, for the sake of everybody concerned, that George never actually made a sale by buttonholing strangers on West 48th. But there was something about him - about all those desperate New York hawkers for whom The Deal comes to represent something utterly removed from the life they actually know - something inevitable about his desperation, his pathos, his helpless reflex to keep on pitching even when everything about him has turned his prospect suspicious and sour. These men are creatures of the city, as purely as the spindly and soot-nourished ailanthuses that push eternally through the cracks of decades of concrete on side streets that never see the sun.

If, as I've heard it said in Manhattan, god looks after drunks and freelancers, that same god must have a hand in looking after the addled pitchmen and deluded hucksters who are ever present in the city of half-understood drives and dreams. Or if not exactly looking after them - at least ensuring that their numbers will never quite vanish.

RUN BIATCH, RUN!!!!

And I thought I was bad at reading women.

On a per-minute basis, I've never had as much eye contact during a date as I did with you.

Did he have a stopwatch on her or something? "Hmmmm, I've got 4 minutes and 20 seconds of eye contact over a 90 minute dinner. I think we're good to go!"

WHAT'S HIS FARK HANDLE???

Ha ha, I know a borderline autistic dude named Mike, and this sounds like the way he approaches/evaluates relationships. So clinical, so obtuse.

kxs401: He sounds autistic.

Yeah. That's my guess, too. Counting the amount of eyecontact is a very robotic approach to detecting flirtation. He probably had no idea how creepy he was coming off or why writing a whiny 1600 word analysis of her dating behavior would not result in a second date. He's treating his date like it was a mission in Deus Ex, where he damn well should have made the hack.

kxs401: He sounds autistic.

reads like the 'i finaly realized that you meant it when you said you wanted to see other people' letter I got from the fellow I dated who had Aspergers. big list of why we should have stayed together, recriminations, how i sent mixed messages, etc. Just not quite as much obsession.

Well, at least he's "gaining utility" by being insane. That's important.

The general consensus on reddit was that this guy had Asperger's Syndrome. Still creepy, but a little harder to poke fun at.

being autistic i agree 100% with this dude. Its sad when you ask people to be upfront and they just ignore you. Its called hey people quit being ass holes make one phone call that says hey i don't really like you that much. 1min of phone time would solve 200hrs of mental anguish on the part of the people in this world who are upfront about there conditions. Now if he did not make the point across within the first date that he was autistic and that he needed clear communication from her, well then he is on his own. However it don't sound like that is the case.

TheOmni: Actually googling that seems to get you a bunch of results from those super creepy "pick up artist" sites that have a huge list of advice on what to do then with some minor lip service to the idea that she's not interested in you and even qualifying that with "Resist the temptation to attribute every non-responder to a girl not really being interested, as most guys do".

You'll never be an alpha with that attitude.

kxs401: He sounds autistic.

I believe Adderall was involved.

kxs401: He sounds autistic.

Yeah - that or he's a walking ego gone wrong.

This reminds of someone I know - I live in a rather chilled out apartment with a bunch of others, we recently had to kick out a guy that wrote similar sort of emails to a friend of one of the others. He didn't get the picture even after her boyfriend justifiably decked him.

Some people just can't reconcile how their own actions might have something to do with their failings, blinded by their own ego, I guess.

/trying to explain to such people how they might be wrong is a challenge

thenateman: I believe Adderall was involved.


And a loaded gun

what_now: but "I don't think we have any chemistry" is sorta code for "You will never see me naked"

But, he still wanted to see you naked. Doesn't HE have any say in this?

I'm one of those people that over-analyzes everything especially when it comes to dating. While I may drive myself crazy interpreting these things, I would NEVER email it to the dude whose signals I'm trying to interpret.

Not sure if you sound crazy? Bounce it off a friend, just saying it out loud will help you figure it out. And go on ONE date with someone and they don't respond to a second? LET IT GO. Move on! There are dozens of factors that could influence one's decision to go out on a second date or not and a lot might not have to do with you at all.

It's good to know people with Asperger's can make in in the investment banking world. Sad that the dating world is so much more challenging.

karmaceutical: WHAT'S HIS FARK HANDLE???

I don't know but I bet he's on here complaining about how girls never like nice guys.

lanmac: being autistic i agree 100% with this dude. Its sad when you ask people to be upfront and they just ignore you. Its called hey people quit being ass holes make one phone call that says hey i don't really like you that much. 1min of phone time would solve 200hrs of mental anguish on the part of the people

dude. don't be a biatch. you are thinking EXACTLY like a woman, which is sad

RELIGION OF PEACE

Sadly closed, but still fun: Psychotic Letters from Men

what_now: Two Hearted: what_now: but "I don't think we have any chemistry" is sorta code for "You will never see me naked"

But, he still wanted to see you naked. Doesn't HE have any say in this?

ha.

You know, women are conditioned in this society to be "nice" and to not hurt anyone's feelings. So, when we aren't interested in someone, we will often duck out of contacting them instead of actually telling them that its a no go. We are taught not to be confrontational, and that does NOT help when dating.

In a perfect world, I shouldn't have wasted both of our afternoons on this date, but there is NO courteous way to say "yeah, we're done here. Have a nice life".

yah, I really don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I also hate rejection so It makes me feel sick to reject someone else. So I don't date, avoid the headache.

yeah, ill prolly be neurotically single for a looooong time.


/who needs dates anyway? thats what friends with benefits are for

I strongly doubt the Asperger's "diagnosis". I think this guy genuinely doesn't understand women at all, and is super lonely and desperate.

TRUST ME BRO I'VE BEEN THERE

/didn't write any weird letters though.

Am I the only one bothered that the article writer doesn't seem to know the difference between an Investment Banker and an Investment Manager, as evidenced in the title?

In my experience, Asperger's doesn't usually involve that desperate need to be accepted. The upfront and clinical way of talking with little regard to emotional responses fits though. Don't need to be right, just be heard. So it gets said a lot. Over and over and over and over a lot. That long of an email a lot.

/He said it a lot.

lanmac: Now if he did not make the point across within the first date that he was autistic and that he needed clear communication from her, well then he is on his own.

You and I both know that that concept is pretty alien to every norm.

Just accept that you will have to memorize the social rules for dating. One of those being that after a date you get two texts (within an hour of each other) or a single email. If she doesn't respond then she's issued a tacit statement of 'fark off.'

If you continue to try and communicate with them her you're simply making things awkward.

Don't make things awkward.

The link page photo looks like a air operated paper weight.
A nail gun with no active air supply attached can't create a psi type crime scene.
With around to 90 psi for a 16p he might have a chance at nailing her.

I was maybe a third of the way through and thought it was pretty darned weird, but had at least covered all of his points. But it just . kept . going. Guy is a damned psycho.