The date today was the weirdest one yet. I just disabled my account, I am really sick of meeting weird boring men. Weird is ok, I guess, depends on what kind of weird. But this guy?
Invites me to Friendly’s. Not upscale, but fine for a meet and greet. He walked across the parking lot and when he was within earshot, says, “HEY, HOT STUFF…..” So, right there, I was about to get back in the car, and leave. I knew it was not going anywhere. But I was starving. So we went in.
As we are walking toward the front door, he says, “I just made it here on time! I didn’t even have a chance to put on underwear. Do you mind?” I said, well, “I’m not going looking for them, so it doesn’t really matter to me.” But really, wtf? Who says that to a woman he just met, and barely has talked to? Another reason I knew it was not gonna go well.
This man is skinny. I mean like SKINNY. I think the pics on his profile are at least 7 or 8 years old. He didn’t look that skinny, and he had more hair. He suggested Friendly’s because they have “salads and things I like.” I was hungry, I ordered a salad. He ordered a dish of ice cream with whipped cream and a cherry on top. And a glass of water. That’s it.
He gets the water, and he opens a package of sweet and low and pours it in the water, and mixes it up. At this point I am probably looking at him cross-eyed. Then he pointedly ate his cherry making a few inappropriate sounds….. UGH. ICK. Get me the fuck out of here.
His personality matched his behavior. Just weird, inappropriate, shallow, stupid…..
He asked if I wanted to see him again, I said, “let’s see.” The date was over in 35 minutes, he was anxious to go after I said that. But honest to God, what did he expect? Like he crawled out of some rock in the mountains, and didn’t know how to behave with human women.
I disabled my account. Enough is enough. If I put it back up, it will say I live in Florida, and maybe I can have a conversation with someone between now and when I move, and meet them when I move. Or maybe not. Maybe just wait til I move and meet people in person, and forget the internet. The most normal people I’ve met there were Scott, who is a liar and a cheat, and Addison, who is a wonderful guy but so needy, way way too needy for me. Oh and I met an artist I went out with briefly, I liked him but he turned out to be fairly crazy too.
I think I’ll just hang out with my girlfriends this summer, and my son. And say the St. Joseph prayer every day to get my house sold. I can start my packing, and my son’s. Leave these losers to their own devices.
Kinda glad it was over early though. Because now I’m in my “sacred space” on my deck with a glass of wine, and feeling all kinds of comfortable.
Love and light…..