Why Have I No Date?

In less than 24 hours last week, I had brushes with three good-looking, potentially date-worthy random guys. Here's their story...

Thursday, 2p: Was surprised when I arrived for a job interview that it was a panel AND a group interview. In our group of four was a charismatic, head-shaven guy in a great looking suit. We exchanged professional pleasantries and at one point, he leaned toward me, winked and clicked "great answer", probably sizing up the competition (but the wink?). Turns out, we were parked next to each other and on the hottest day of the year joked "gotta shed the jacket" as we got into our cars and drove off. I cyber-stalked and think I found him on LinkedIn...hehe...we may cross paths again.

Friday, 10a: Chatted up a guy on his laptop while waiting for Mom to see the doc. He had his Blackberry, etc spread out on the couch and joked that he forgets he's not at home and made room for me to sit. Turns out, he's a Spanish interpreter at three local hospitals and does 8-12 appts per day + on-call ER...his clients never showed which is how we got to talking (in English) for so long. What a cutie!

Friday, Noon: Grabbed lunch with Mom after her appt at a new burger joint and as we approached the end of the line, I very distinctly noticed an adorable, white-jeans, Tommy Bahama, sunglasses wearing guy with short spikey hair eyeing me over. He smiled, nodded, and then brushed up against me in the register line next to us (no, he didn't pick-pocket me).

Of course, I know none of these guys' personal stories but still makes me wonder, with this kind of attention, why do I never have a decent (read non-blind) date? How do these types of encounters never evolve into meeting later for coffee? Frustrating!

P.S. Honorable mention to the guy the previous Saturday helping his elder mom (maybe grandma) shop at Trader Joe's. Kept bumping into them in every aisle and even used the "oh, I buy the same kind of cheese you buy" tactic. At one point, I turned to my mom and asked if she needed extra help (she didn't). :( Short of tripping and dropping a bottle of wine on his foot, I never did catch his eye.