Wes’s Life

I was on the bus today riding home, and I noticed a guy and a girl got on the bus and they were talk­ing. I noticed they both liked each other, it kinda brimmed from each of them smil­ing at each other. When they went to sit down, they chose oppos­ing seats on the bus, near but not next to each other. The guy had a box on his lap and his hand on top, and the girl placed her hand on top of his. He left it there, but didn’t acknowl­edge her too much. Yet, I could tell he was still into her. When some­one got up at a row of seats where they could sit next to each other she moved over and he fol­lowed. Yet, he made a slight mis­take. Instead of sit­ting next to her, he chose to leave a seat between them. Look­ing at the sit­u­a­tion I could tell she just wanted him to rest his hand in hers at it laid palm up, hand open on top of her leg.

I think every guy goes through this sit­u­a­tion, where the girl is invit­ing you to do some­thing, yet you hes­i­tate because you are still unsure. Yet, she is fol­low­ing cul­tural norms and the guy isn’t. She is acting as the receiver and cer­tainly not the insti­ga­tor, because that could be taken as too aggres­sive of an advance and seem too open. I wanted to go up to him and tell him to just put his hand in hers, to shuf­fle over a seat, to stop fid­get­ing with his hands and stop star­ing at the box he was hold­ing. You never know what might come from hold­ing a hand.