On why I have guy issues...

OK, so I am pretty much a nutcase. A very quirky nutcase about most things. I think most people already know that, but just to make sure we're all on the same page.

I have been seeing this guy for a few weeks off and on. This guy is very nice, and I like him a lot. But he is also very busy. Like, legitimately so busy that we only see each other once every week or two. It is a pretty irritating situation because I don't get to see him often and he doesn't call much.

I have been driving my friends half mad complaining about the fact that he doesn't call, but I'm not sure why this bothers me. He is busy the majority of the day and I don't even like talking on the phone. So other than the aforementioned nutcase-ness, I didn't know why it bothered me, only that it did and I wished he would call.

Until now. I am sitting here listening to an old Disney song, "Someday My Prince Will Come," from Snow White. I realized that it wasn't so much the phone calling that I wanted so much as to be actively pursued by a guy. It is somehow romantic to think that some guy would drop whatever he was doing to call me on the phone. Even though I wouldn't do the same thing. Even though I don't like clingy people.

Come to mention it, I hate clingy people. I am a very independent person, and the thought of being tied to that particular brand of crazy flips me out a bit.

So I am in a weird position of wanting to be pursued but not wanting to be involved with someone clingy, which of course are the only type of guys that actively pursue girls. OK, so whose fault is this, because I would hate to think I am really that much of a nutcase (though I accept it as a possibility).

So, in the great tradition of pop psychology, I am going to go ahead and blame Hollywood. My realization is two-fold when listening to Snow White; first, is the wanting to be pursued part, which I think I might have already known. Second, and more importantly, is that I want to be pursued because it seems like I should want it. I should want to find, nay wait, for my prince like Snow White. I should want my guy to call me right after he gets home like Jim Carrey's character in Eternal Sunshine, even though that is a little bit weird. And guys, they should be as charming as Tom Hanks or George Clooney.

What a crock of crap. The only people who are as outwardly charming as George Clooney and call you after they have just seen you are stalkers. And waiting for your prince to come will only leave you old, bitter, and alone. Goddamn stereotypes.

So the real question is, does this Hollywood stereotype reflect ages of western social stereotyping (as I'm sure the Snow White story is) or does it reflect a fundamental desire of a woman to be pursued and a man to be charming and hansome?

All I know is that I hate it when he doesn't call.