Despite more than a decade of dating and a subscription to Seventeen in high school, I still can’t detect the “Four Signs a Guy's into You," regardless of the magazine's quizzes, testimonials, and case studies. If he flirts, I just assume he flirts with everyone. If he stares, I think he just has something in his eye or is high. If he touches my arm, I think he’s just very tactile, like one of those people that walk around squeezing a stress ball all day.
It was like this with my first boyfriend and my last. In both cases we were friends first, so I thought nothing of their phone calls or compliments, because, you know, my girlfriends call me and give compliments, too. When they admitted their feelings, I thought they were kidding. I guess the joke’s on me.