Vane and ...insane??

I think I'm finally starting to realize the extent of my vanity. So, here goes. I'm kind of seeing this guy. I know, this sounds really weird as I never really see anyone ( besides Robert Pattinson, and that only happens in my head ). Where was I?
Yes, I'm seeing this guy. He's my age which is not a lot to start with and he looks really young, baby face and all. He also works with me at my new job and that's where it all kind of started. He's not bad looking. I mean, I think he's cute, really, I wouldn't be with him otherwise. The thing is, what I see him as is a close kept secret. I don't want anyone to see his face or know who he is. And here are some of the reasons why:
1) I don't want people telling me he's 'not all that' because that would put me off of him completely, which is a shame because he has a vague idea of which buttons to push to get me going, if you know what I mean *wink*.
2) I hate his hands. My fingers are longer than his and if anybody comments on this, I'll dump him.
3) He's like a little puppy, i.e. cute and lovable but with potential to embarrass you to no end.
4 ) I already know this is going nowhere as A ) I have different priorities, B ) I have bigger dreams, C ) I'm leaving the country in October and D ) I'm looking for someone whom I can wear heals with. I think I'm an inch taller than this guy.
Also, we work our asses off to make money, so I'd feel bad making him spend that on me. Which is not something I want to be feeling. I want a man who can wine, dine and dime me. What I mean to say is, I'm a very independent girl, but it'd still feel nice to be pampered with things.
What I'll do is this: I'll not think about it. This'll be like one of those fun summer projects from summer school.
Yup.
And try not to get bored midway.