Sooooooooo, I met a guy Friday night, gave him my number, which I never do, texted with him Saturday and met for the first and only date Sunday. Let me give you some background. I didn't date for 7 years because at the time my beloved's were younger and my on again off again bf of 5 years and I broke up for good. I decided to focus on my sons and hang with my friends on the off weekends. I enjoyed that. I would meet my peeps on my 'single' weekends for dinner, plays, music, adult beverages, trips, moovies, etc. No muss, no fuss and certainly no heartbreak.
In the last few years my friends were encouraging me to start dating again. I wasn't really looking to do that, but after many lectures, I did branch out on some online dating sites and found either weirdos or just people I had no chemistry with. For me, I know instantly, if I am attracted to you. I don't need to spend more time, or find out more about them, it's either there or it's not. Which is why, when I do find someone that connects and I find attractive, it's hard to let go. But I always do if that's what needs to happen.
Back to this past weekend. Since I'm trying to defluff myself, my trainer suggested skipping beer due to the wheat, and have either wine or vodka drinks. Since all my 'pump you up' people drink vodka etc, I figured I would try that. Apparently, I have zero tolerance for vodka and became quite drunk fairly quickly. Who knew? Now we all do. So after my second vodka with soda water and a twist of lemon, my girls and I met this guy. We chatted and I laughed and my two girls disappeared leaving me to talk with him. Ok, no worries, I was in a safe environment. Somehow we exchanged numbers, and I say 'somehow' because I really don't know how it happened. Anyhoo, it did.
Michelle and I leave and hit our fave after bar place WH. During our breakfast, I get a text from this guy. Ok, a little fast but whatever, I didn't reply as it wasn't a question just a comment. Go to sleep and he had texted two more times. Oy. This is why I don't give my number out unless I really know someone. He texted throughout the day. I was hanging with my peeps Saturday and told him so and he was still asking me questions. Now, if someone tells me I'm hanging with someone, I get the message and stop communicating. I was having fun and catching up with friends, I didn't need this guy to continue to text me. So I stopped all together. The worse text was this "Thinking of you", YOU DON'T KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH for that line. I told my guys that I was with. and one said "Stage 4 clinger" yeah no shiz. I didn't reply to that and he continued to ask questions. Then he tells me he is out of work. No reply. Then he calls me, I didn't answer. Then he texts and asks if I'm still out watching the game. I should have just cancelled the date then, but I didn't bc my peeps are always telling me I don't give people a chance, ok well I did.
Sunday rolls around, I text him and tell him I received his voicemail and that I would see him at 6, our planned time to meet up. Dude comes in to this quiet restaurant and talks really loud. That's the only positive thing I can say about him. I never once had to ask him to repeat a question bc I couldn't hear him, in fact, I'm pretty sure the whole bar heard his convo. Ok, so he comes in and immediately goes in for a kiss. SAY WHAT? He gets the cheek and then he sits across from me and just stares and tells me how beautiful I am and how am I still single. Now, don't get all huffy and think I'm being a snot, but come on dude. You had told me numerous times via text, and once was enough in person. I'm not the girl who needs constant validation, I have a mirror, I know what I look like, I know what my friends tell me I look like, I got it. And what is one supposed to say if she doesn't feel the same you ask? "thank you, you are very kind" is what I said. So we do the general chit chat, and he grabs for my hands to hold them. Ummmm, yeah that's gonna be a no mister. My hands never left my lap afterwards. We leave and bonus, he doesn't want the date to end.. I check my watch thinking it was about my bedtime, but it had only been an hour since we got there. Sigh. I take him to the bookstore. As we walk over there he does the rub your back bs, I had had enough of his touchy feely shiz, and said, "I'm going to have to stop you right there, I'm not touchy feely." You think he got that not so subtle hint? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO....He still didn't get the message I wasn't feeling it when he walked me to my car and again went in for the kiss. Ugh. all I could think is I know I have not given off one iota of an interest towards you, what are you thinking?
Reason 2000 why I don't date. thanks for listening. Kiss Kiss Hug Hug
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