A woman has a close male friend.
Translation for the ladies: Some guy she would never be romantically interested in in a thousand years introduces himself at work/campus/whatever and is very friendly leading her to believe this nice guy wants to be her friend when in actuality, he wants to get in her pants because she’s pretty.
This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much.
Translation for the ladies: She’s pretty.
She sees him strictly as a friend.
Translation for the ladies: She’s pretty and could have her pick of anybody and he’s not in the top 10.
This always starts out with, ‘You’re a great guy, but I don’t like you in that way’.
Translation for the ladies: He’s thinking, “why aren’t the pretty girls interested in me?”
This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying ‘You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we’re not going to hire you.
Translation for the ladies: “Look, we’re trying to let you down easy here. You are so not qualified that it’s ridiculous. Get some decent close, a haircut, and develop a few more social skills. We have nothing in common. You only want to go out with me because I’m pretty.”
We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. We’re going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn’t work out, we’ll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you.
We will call you from time to time though, to complain about the person that we hired’.
Translation for the ladies: “Maybe if I build your self-esteem up a little and tell you how “great” you are and downplay my boyfriend a little, you’ll get the confidence to go out there and find somebody you’re actually compatible with whether she’s pretty or not.”