During the time I was unable to blog, I was still obviously going out on dates since it is damn near impossible to find "Mr. Right", instead I find a lot of "Mr. Moron", "Mr.Cheap", "Mr. Wrong", and "Mr. Right Now." However, on the bright side, putting the blogs in now allows me to put in order the dates that were fortunate enough to get a second date. Which by the way is few. Many of them I was quick to pass up and send on for the next unfortunate woman. Sorry ladies.
After about two weeks or so, Mr. "You remind me so much of my ex-girlfriend." stopped into one of the places I volunteer at. I didn't see him come in and the first thing I knew, he was sitting in the chair next to me. "Hey", smiling big he continues, "I haven't seen you in a while." I smiled and asked, "How have you been doing?" During the time of the two or so weeks, we had been keeping in contact through email. In fact, I was really starting to like him despite his stupidity. I even cancelled two dates because I liked him. Don't tell him, he will get a big head over it. Anyway, as we are talking, I look a little closer to his neck and ask, "Is that a hickey?!" His smile dashed away from his guilty face and he pulled his shirt up to his chin. "I...I didn't realize you could see it." he managed to stutter out of his political side talking foot-in-mouth face. "Are you serious?" I asked with a look of disgust. "So you have a girlfriend now?" I asked with a small chip on my shoulder that seemed to be coaching me through this quickly turning conversation. In a guilt ridden voice of a tenor he said, "I was going to tell you."
With a shrug of my shoulder the little chip on it said, "Really"? Because I am pretty sure the last couple of times we talked that hickey was there considering it is beginning to fade." Now he began looking around to see who was in the room and has been listening to his transgressions. Now in a whisper and head leaning toward me he simply states, "I didn't want you to get mad." "Why would I be mad?" I asked making the point we had only gone on a couple of dates and hung out a few times.
Clearly pointing out the hickey, I also remind him of his new girlfriend and not just his old one. "You remind me so much of my ex-girlfriend." Remember the first time he put his foot in his mouth? Now he is going to do it yet again, I think he likes the taste of shoe polish or something.
He leans in and says, "I really liked you but I ended up being with her. We were intimate. I couldn't be intimate with someone unless I am dating them." I am not even going to bother trying to sort that one out. We will just put him into the category of "Mr. Wrong" but with a cute butt category.
At one point of our limited time hanging out, I had asked him if I could draw him. He remembers it now in this conversation. Turning to me with a concerned look on his face he says, "I don't want you to draw me now. Maybe much later when I am not on your shit list." With a twist of my face and curious look I ask, "Why?" He replies as though he has given it much thought, "Because I have seen your paintings and when your mad at someone, you paint it. And I don't want a horse's ass in my painting." I smiled and let out a small laugh. He is right, my ex, one of the painting I did about him had a horse's ass in the painting, literally a horses ass. Well I guess two if you count the guy. Oh well, there will be plenty more models yet to come.
He apologized, I am not sure for what. No reason to apologize because he started dating someone but deceiving me about it, now that is a very good reason to apologize. I haven't seen of him since.
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