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Do you like it, do you dislike it, do you not care?

Is there a certain color you prefer, a certain color you detest?

Do you prefer long or short nails?

And no, I'm not necessarily asking to please the male species. I might care partially, but it's mostly just curiosity. What do you like?

I've never made a person nervous in my life -- not to my knowledge anyhow. I'm very easy going and chat people up without too much trouble.

I was sitting at the counter area of my favorite restaurant and one of the guys who works there kept coming up to me to say hi, chat me up, etc. Nothing out of the ordinary for me at that place. He hugged and kissed me (on the cheek) when I came in, but that's pretty standard for the two senior people and the actual proprietors. We all know each other as friends for about two years now. Anyway, he bumped into my seat and said "Oh, sorry." "No you're not." I joked. He came back and leaned in. "No...I'm really not." It set my blood boiling for a sec, but I laughed it off. "Mmm." he said, standing there a sec to take in my outfit. "You went to work like that? You're trying to give somebody a heart-attack or something?" he joked. There was definitely a lot of intense banter going on, but I don't take it seriously because he doesn't really take it anywhere. Later on, he started fumbling a little. "What's going on with you today?" I asked him. "IDK. You're making me nervous."

A red flag went up. Why?

One morning I was there and a woman (9.5/10 on the Hot Floozy Richter Scale) strutted in. The guy gave her that head-to-toe scantron look, taking in the choppy bottle blond hair, the frosty pink lipgloss, the black pleather cami, the painted-on denim capris, plastic nails (long enough to render her finger useless for picking anything up), the tattoos on her calves, and her 5" platform wedges. He ran to help her with everything she needed. When she left we all realized he'd been holding his breath. He blinked and exhaled. "Man, she is EXACTLY my type. She makes me nervous just walking into the place!"

So of course I'm nothing like this woman. I'm a total nerd. Looks-wise, I'm plain (barely mascara, clear gloss, short nails, polished) with a caramel Farrah Fawcett shag, a sort of avant-guard dress-code, snug jeans/skirts (weather permitting), and 2"-3" heels. Certainly nothing too flashy or obvious IMO.

While I DOUBT he's into me -- and I know he's dating a lot of different people now to get over his recent separation -- I wonder why he said such things to me and whether I should be concerned.