I've forgotten which suitor is which number at this point and I'm getting a bit disillusioned with the whole online dating thing, so bare with me. Cute attorney and I have decided to just be friends. He doesn't know what he's doing, what he wants, blah blah blah. But I know enough to know that if you recognized what an amazing woman I am and you were ready to get into a relationship, you would know what you want. So don't think I'm going to hook up with you after you make it clear you're just bumbling around the dating world having fun post-divorce at age 32 like some college freshman given freedom for the first time. I'm a smart girl. And the full package. So I have options. But thanks for the match.com recommendation. And maybe I'll let you be my wingman in the future.
Military guy. Argh. Keep giving him more chances. Not feeling it but I'm too nice to let him down. I crashed at his house a few weeks ago after a night out, so now I feel guilty and keep trying to create something that's not there. Last date? Outdoor music event. Told me he'd bring chairs and didn't. Not cool when your date is wearing a dress and it has rained recently. Happy hour last week? I put my card down because I arrived first. When we were tabbing out, the waitress asked if I wanted to put it on my card and I said yes, not wanting to say no and assuming he'd pay. I was hoping he'd say something, but he didn't. So when the check came, I thought maybe he'd leave the tip. But no such luck. And to add insult to injury, he asked me to drive him to his car (in the same parking lot) and didn't offer to get food with me after I talked all night about how I needed to eat something. But we're going out again Monday night. I really hope he screws up royally so I can feel better about walking away. Plus, he has the personality of a piece of milquetoast and I'm a freaking firecracker. I can't carry the personality load for both of us. Sorry, sir.
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