12/5/2011
Mr. February 29/W/M Realtor
Yes, I met this guy from an online dating site. He seemed pretty cute from his pictures, and actually sent me a message longer and more intelligent then... "Looking to meet new and interesting ladies." OKAY... that's a little generic don't you think? OR ":0)" Really? You want me to respond to just a smiley face?OR " I'm impressed with our match percentage but not trying to be partof your blog... when you actually want to meet a true match let me know."... DELETE! Learn how to live a little! Is that supposed to impress me?
Mr. February seemed pretty cool, and was definitely interested in a date. Looked pretty handsome from his profile picture and the other pics he had you couldn't really tell. But definitely wasn't an ugly guy. Didn't look like a meat head either. Guys with your shirt off flexing in the bathroom mirror is not a hot look FYI.
Mr. February actually wanted to know if I was planning on taking notes on the date, or if I just wanted to let it happen as it did... which of course it was the second option. So, he seemed excited. We exchanged phone numbers and I wanted to go on the date as soon as possible. It seemed as though he wanted to drag it out for as long as possible though before we went out, which was kind of annoying to me. I wanted this to be a genuine blind date, not a "get to know you and then date"... what part of that didn't he get? Quit texting me so much, and just take me out already! I mean, I'm not going to know whether we have a connection via text... it's got to be an in person chemistry first, and then we can can get to know each other and see if we connect on a deeper personal level.
So he finally tells me he that he just has to be honest with me. Oh boy, that could mean a number of things; Is he a murderer? Was he on a sumo wrestling team? Does he chew his toenails?... What is it?!!!
He apparently had been in a car accident and had his car totaled and he didn't have a car. So it's not that he didn't want to take me out, it was that he was going to have to borrow a friend's car and wasn't sure when he was going to be able to do that. Car accidents happen. That really sucks. I can sympathise with him, because that's also happened to me and I was with out a vehicle for 6 months. I asked him where he lived and he lived out in deep Gresham by Mt. Hood Community College. Really? Ugh...that's so far, but I'm not going to be a dick. I'm obviously going to offer to come out that way and get him if he would prefer? He jumped right on it, and asked me to come out withhim that night!
Well mind you, it's already close to 7pm... I had done a really fun photo shoot that day with some friends and had been all dressed up and was finally in mysweat pants and did not feel like changing for anybody. But I wasn't just in any sweats. I was in my Blazer sweats, T-shirt, and over-sized shiny jacket! Alllriiiiight! I told him the deal... I would head out that way if he was fine I was in my sweats. He was actually sweet and said, I'm sure you'll still be cute in them. Done deal. Sweats it is. :)
Not having any clue what we were doing, I get his address and head in that direction... as my GPS tells me I'm getting closer I start to wonder if it's taking me to my ex boyfriend's apartment complex... awkward! It finally takes me further than that and I call him when I get there.
He answers the phone and tells me he is going to meet me down there and that he sees me so I am just waiting patiently in my car... all of a sudden out of nowhere my passenger door opens and this dude is sitting in my passenger seat! WTF man?! You don't just hop in someone's car if you don't know them. I was already creeped out enough by the online thing... and now it's really dark and this stranger is in my car... I introduce myself to him, but he seems less concerned about introductionsand buckles up, and then tries to give me an awkward in your seatbelt greeting hug. Let'sjust get this over with, is all I am thinking at this point.
So he starts directing me on where to go. It's as if he's trying to be romantic and surprise me, which is a really hard thing to do when a) you don't know someone. and b) They are driving.
So finally when we get close to where we are going I have a pretty good idea that we are headed to the Grotto to see the Christmas lights! This actually kind of excited me. Not necessarily that it was the greatest date idea ever, but the fact that I had never been and I had lived so close to it for a long time. I love Christmas stuff! We get there and I offer to pay my way, but he gets it. Very nice of him. He also brought me gloves and a hat if I wanted since it was outdoors! Sweet! I'll take the gloves!
Mr. February proceeds to ask me out of nowhere, "If a girl tells you she thinks you're attractive, but not attractive enough to date, what does that mean?" Are you really asking me this right now??? I reply with, "She obviously wasn't attracted to you then." Then thoughts start rolling through my head about how attractive this guy is. I thought he was a decent looking guy, but definitely not as cute as he was in his picture. Then I just find myself analyzing his looks, which I definitely wasn't doing before. He seemed upset that a girl wouldn't just be honest with him and tell him that they weren't attracted to him straight up. I tried to explain him that's what they actually did, he just didn't get it. Is this date over yet?
So we go inside the Grotto and there was a high school choir singing. We sat down to listen, and I was actually really impressed. Forgot where I was for a moment, because I was listening to this beautiful christmas music and my mind kept wandering to the fun adventure I had earlier in the day at a photo shoot with my friends, and there just so happened to be a guy in the Grotto wearing his Blazers gear as well. It was like Blazers night there! I fit right in! I was grinning from ear to ear thinking back on my day... and then oh yeah! I'm here with this odd guy. The music finished, and we are on our way out.
In the car ride home was when it got really bad. He proceeded to ask me more dating questions. The least I could do with this guy is be honest with him and give him some honest feedback, which was becoming very apparant that he needed it desperately. He asked if I really wanted to be dating. I said, yes, I wouldn't be doing this otherwise. He then went into numerous stories of women who told him they wanted to date him but after a few dates, decided they weren't looking for a boyfriend. He seemed frustrated that women didn't really know what they wanted. And I let him know, that they knew exactly what they wanted... it just wasn't you. Not trying to be harsh to this guy... just trying to straight shoot it.
We're almost back and he starts going into his baby mamma drama. I honestly didn't even remember that he had a child. Apparantly he has a 10 year old and is 28 himself, and told me he hadn't had a girlfriend for 8 years! 8 Years? Really? eeek... Well, then he tells me he's pissed off that his ex fiance/baby mamma from 8 years ago is just now telling him why she broke up with him. The reason? Because she just wasn't happy! Well duh! But Mr. February was livid at her response. He was wondering why she hadn't told him this earlier, because maybe they could have worked it out. Somebody shoot me.
Now you want to know about my ex? Another one of those... I really don't care to tell you about my ex. I had been parked for a while waiting for him to get out of my car, but he kept yapping and asking me questions. What have I gotten myself into? He finally left, and I was mentally exhausted. Mr. March better be fun, or this is going to be a looong 12 dates of Christmas...
We get there and we're outside walking, looking at the lights. It's kind of silent, because this feels a little on the romantic side, and I don't even know this guy. Then, all of a sudden he just starts chatting away, and his alterior motive for the date starts to become apparant. I think he was just really excited to get an honest opinion from a girl.
Mr. February proceeds to ask me out of nowhere, "If a girl tells you she thinks you're attractive, but not attractive enough to date, what does that mean?" Are you really asking me this right now??? I reply with, "She obviously wasn't attracted to you then." Then thoughts start rolling through my head about how attractive this guy is. I thought he was a decent looking guy, but definitely not as cute as he was in his picture. Then I just find myself analyzing his looks, which I definitely wasn't doing before. He seemed upset that a girl wouldn't just be honest with him and tell him that they weren't attracted to him straight up. I tried to explain him that's what they actually did, he just didn't get it. Is this date over yet?
So we go inside the Grotto and there was a high school choir singing. We sat down to listen, and I was actually really impressed. Forgot where I was for a moment, because I was listening to this beautiful christmas music and my mind kept wandering to the fun adventure I had earlier in the day at a photo shoot with my friends, and there just so happened to be a guy in the Grotto wearing his Blazers gear as well. It was like Blazers night there! I fit right in! I was grinning from ear to ear thinking back on my day... and then oh yeah! I'm here with this odd guy. The music finished, and we are on our way out.
It was a pretty short date, but I already knew I wasn't interested in more, and I had to drive him all the way back out to Gresham, and then get myself home. It's a monday night! He proceeds to tell me he wanted to take me downtown too but it's probably getting late. I quickly agree and we head back to drop him off.
In the car ride home was when it got really bad. He proceeded to ask me more dating questions. The least I could do with this guy is be honest with him and give him some honest feedback, which was becoming very apparant that he needed it desperately. He asked if I really wanted to be dating. I said, yes, I wouldn't be doing this otherwise. He then went into numerous stories of women who told him they wanted to date him but after a few dates, decided they weren't looking for a boyfriend. He seemed frustrated that women didn't really know what they wanted. And I let him know, that they knew exactly what they wanted... it just wasn't you. Not trying to be harsh to this guy... just trying to straight shoot it.
We're almost back and he starts going into his baby mamma drama. I honestly didn't even remember that he had a child. Apparantly he has a 10 year old and is 28 himself, and told me he hadn't had a girlfriend for 8 years! 8 Years? Really? eeek... Well, then he tells me he's pissed off that his ex fiance/baby mamma from 8 years ago is just now telling him why she broke up with him. The reason? Because she just wasn't happy! Well duh! But Mr. February was livid at her response. He was wondering why she hadn't told him this earlier, because maybe they could have worked it out. Somebody shoot me.
Now you want to know about my ex? Another one of those... I really don't care to tell you about my ex. I had been parked for a while waiting for him to get out of my car, but he kept yapping and asking me questions. What have I gotten myself into? He finally left, and I was mentally exhausted. Mr. March better be fun, or this is going to be a looong 12 dates of Christmas...
LMAO! Sounds like it was the longest, short date ever!!
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