Perhaps, Sara, perhaps. But I'm not worrying about it. Because for me -- in the Grand Scheme of Things -- it holds forth the promise of win-win. Either WAW will start to get curious -- a "win" in the short-run, regardless of the ultimate outcome of the DB'ing -- or she won't and will press on full-steam ahead but I at least have a bit of knowledge to tuck into my back pocket that, at least insofar as future romance goes, I won't still be out in the cold.
And though the much-preferred object of my affections is asleep down the hall from my office, knowing that (some) other wom(a)(e)n might find me appealing is a small confidence-booster in its way. It suggests a life after this one, should this one go the way WAW wants it to.
I'm not going to start "dating" or anything, of course, because in my own snotty way I like having the moral high ground over WAW with EAOM, but at least it means I'm not the louse of a no-good useless loser of a romantic partner WAW has from time to time made me out to be. At least not at the very superficial level of a woman twirling her hair at the table. And for right now that's ego-boost enough.
