Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Off with his Pumpkin head
After doing more research online and already having suspicion that he was married, even though I asked him, "Are you married?" and he said, "To my work, yes." I replied to him, "You know exactly what I mean." He eagerly said, "No."
Turns out that Pumpkin Head is married, a cheater, and a liar and probably more than that. There was evidence of a marriage but no evidence of a divorce. Hhmmmm....
I cut Pumpkin head loose. That of course is the obvious reason of him being so elusive. I stopped talking to him and stopped taking his calls. After about a week of silence from me, guess what happened.
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Turns out that Pumpkin Head is married, a cheater, and a liar and probably more than that. There was evidence of a marriage but no evidence of a divorce. Hhmmmm....
I cut Pumpkin head loose. That of course is the obvious reason of him being so elusive. I stopped talking to him and stopped taking his calls. After about a week of silence from me, guess what happened.
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Lizard tongue loser
I should know by know that any type of monster can hide behind a great smile. After all every car salesman has a great smile. It is like the smell of bait that is hanging in a live trap. Then the cage slams shut and you realize to yourself, "Damn, I fell for it again." This date is no exception to that very scenario.
He showed up late because he got lost, there were two turns he had to make and only made one. Already the neon light flashed "idiot" on his forehead. Actually, let's start there. He looked like he stepped out of a 1980's commercial ad for Nerf. His hair was a spiky flat top with the sides shaved around his ears. He was wearing not only a 1980's style pullover with buttons on the neck but he also had a 1980's T-shirt on underneath that with colored sleeves and rock washed jeans (remember those?). Another thing, he was way too skinny. Don't let me forget to tell you that he showed up with his own bowling ball, bowling bag, and matching bowling shoes. Oh no, not another one! Damn it!
As we walked into the bowling alley where he wanted to meet, AC/DC was on the intercom. I like 80's music, that was the only thing good about the 1980's. We went up to the bar to have a drink and a baseball game was on the big screen. Yay for me. I can at least have something interesting to look at. lol It was the brewers and the Cardinals. Brewers were ahead bottom of the 3rd. Then he starts talking about bowling. He tells me the most uninteresting story about how and when he bought his bowling ball. I quickly tuned him out and tried to keep focus on the baseball game.
When there was finally a long break of silence from him, I asked, "Do you like baseball?" He replied with a blunt, "No." Ummm, okay. FREAK! Then at his feeble attempt to appear interested in the baseball game I was clearly more interested in, he asks, "So which teams are playing?" Since the names of the teams are literally written on the front of the uniforms, I thought it was a dumb question. I replied, "The Brewers and the Cardinals" In which he said, "I saw a cardinal on my way to work the other day."
What does that have to do with baseball? Then looking at the large screen television the game was on he asked, "What does STL mean?" I truly wanted to get up and walk out right then and there. I looked at him and doing my damnedest not to be insulting or a smart ass, I informed him, "STL stands for St. Louis. That is the city where the Cardinals are from." "Oh, I get." He said shaking his damn fool head up and down like one of those bobbing head dogs in the back window of an early 1990's Lincoln.
He kept scooting his bar stool over closer to mine so his leg would be touching mine. Each time he would move over, I would move over. His chair... scoot, scoot, scoot, then mine, scoot, scoot, scoot. He really didn't get the hint. By the time we fished our drink, there was a big space from where his bar stool started to where it ended up. Idiot!
With a streak of luck, my phone vibrates. Praise the Lord, I have a way out. It is my new straight-gay-guy-friend. I am thinking, this is my ticket out of here. I tried to text him back but no response. I was hoping he would give me a reason to quickly end the disaster date I was on. I told the loser I was with, "Gee, I hope everything is alright. I don't know if my friend needs me." I continued to wait for another text from him but I waited in vein. So the date from bowling hell continued.
He bought two bowling games for each of us. Then began his bragging about what a good bowler he is. I told him, "Then I will be an easy win because I seem to never get up to a 100 on my score." No kidding, I really am that bad at bowling but that could be because I am not a loser and I have more important things to do with my life? I'm just saying. Each time he finished bowling his set, he would sit down next to me and graze my ass. The first seven or eight times I thought it was an accident. But after that, I'm like, what the hell?
Not far into our second game he points to the woman in the bowling thing right next to us and he tells me, "Watch her bowl once." Okay, I am thinking he is going to give me some tips on bowling. I was very wrong. He was going to give me a tip on what a scum bag he is.
The woman went up, bowled, knocked down about seven pins and then came back and waited for her ball to return. He asked me, "Did you see that?" "What?" I asked. Then he said with a smile on his face, "How far she spreads her legs when she put the ball down the ally." I was mortified! The common sense in me was telling me to run but instead of listening to common sense, I tried to be funny and jokingly said, "You just like looking at her ass!" He was not shy at all; he responded with, "Actually, I was looking at her boobs when she bends over." What the fuck?! This guy is a total scum bag, worse, he is the infection that feeds off the mold that grows on a bag of scum.
I wanted to hurrying up this game and get the hell away from this creep. The second game continued, I kept my distance from him and after the game was completed I quickly changed my shoes and ran through the directions for him to go back to what ever hole in the ground he came from. "Wait." He said as he went back to the bar and asked for a pen and paper. "What are you doing?" I asked impatiently. "I want to see our average scores from our games. We played two games and I want to see our averages." Idiot! Who cares! I waited and he told me each of our averages. Then I headed for the door.
He ran over to his car and threw his bowling bag and matching bowling shoes in the car. Oh, did I tell you he drives a Camaro? Give me a break! This guy was like a living ghost of the 1980's. Then he came over by my van where I was unlocking my door. I thanked him for the bowling games and the drink. He grabbed my head like a goalie grabs a soccer ball to stop a winning goal attempt. My head was in a death grip. I instinctively pulled my head back and as I did, he licked my mouth (thankfully my mouth was closed). UGH! that is F**king DISGUSTING! I got in my car, told him the directions to take to get the hell away from me. Then I left. I am so glad I didn't give him my phone number!
I must correct myself, he is the secretion that is released from the bowels of the infection that feeds off the mold that grows on a bag of scum.
He showed up late because he got lost, there were two turns he had to make and only made one. Already the neon light flashed "idiot" on his forehead. Actually, let's start there. He looked like he stepped out of a 1980's commercial ad for Nerf. His hair was a spiky flat top with the sides shaved around his ears. He was wearing not only a 1980's style pullover with buttons on the neck but he also had a 1980's T-shirt on underneath that with colored sleeves and rock washed jeans (remember those?). Another thing, he was way too skinny. Don't let me forget to tell you that he showed up with his own bowling ball, bowling bag, and matching bowling shoes. Oh no, not another one! Damn it!
As we walked into the bowling alley where he wanted to meet, AC/DC was on the intercom. I like 80's music, that was the only thing good about the 1980's. We went up to the bar to have a drink and a baseball game was on the big screen. Yay for me. I can at least have something interesting to look at. lol It was the brewers and the Cardinals. Brewers were ahead bottom of the 3rd. Then he starts talking about bowling. He tells me the most uninteresting story about how and when he bought his bowling ball. I quickly tuned him out and tried to keep focus on the baseball game.
When there was finally a long break of silence from him, I asked, "Do you like baseball?" He replied with a blunt, "No." Ummm, okay. FREAK! Then at his feeble attempt to appear interested in the baseball game I was clearly more interested in, he asks, "So which teams are playing?" Since the names of the teams are literally written on the front of the uniforms, I thought it was a dumb question. I replied, "The Brewers and the Cardinals" In which he said, "I saw a cardinal on my way to work the other day."
What does that have to do with baseball? Then looking at the large screen television the game was on he asked, "What does STL mean?" I truly wanted to get up and walk out right then and there. I looked at him and doing my damnedest not to be insulting or a smart ass, I informed him, "STL stands for St. Louis. That is the city where the Cardinals are from." "Oh, I get." He said shaking his damn fool head up and down like one of those bobbing head dogs in the back window of an early 1990's Lincoln.
He kept scooting his bar stool over closer to mine so his leg would be touching mine. Each time he would move over, I would move over. His chair... scoot, scoot, scoot, then mine, scoot, scoot, scoot. He really didn't get the hint. By the time we fished our drink, there was a big space from where his bar stool started to where it ended up. Idiot!
With a streak of luck, my phone vibrates. Praise the Lord, I have a way out. It is my new straight-gay-guy-friend. I am thinking, this is my ticket out of here. I tried to text him back but no response. I was hoping he would give me a reason to quickly end the disaster date I was on. I told the loser I was with, "Gee, I hope everything is alright. I don't know if my friend needs me." I continued to wait for another text from him but I waited in vein. So the date from bowling hell continued.
He bought two bowling games for each of us. Then began his bragging about what a good bowler he is. I told him, "Then I will be an easy win because I seem to never get up to a 100 on my score." No kidding, I really am that bad at bowling but that could be because I am not a loser and I have more important things to do with my life? I'm just saying. Each time he finished bowling his set, he would sit down next to me and graze my ass. The first seven or eight times I thought it was an accident. But after that, I'm like, what the hell?
Not far into our second game he points to the woman in the bowling thing right next to us and he tells me, "Watch her bowl once." Okay, I am thinking he is going to give me some tips on bowling. I was very wrong. He was going to give me a tip on what a scum bag he is.
The woman went up, bowled, knocked down about seven pins and then came back and waited for her ball to return. He asked me, "Did you see that?" "What?" I asked. Then he said with a smile on his face, "How far she spreads her legs when she put the ball down the ally." I was mortified! The common sense in me was telling me to run but instead of listening to common sense, I tried to be funny and jokingly said, "You just like looking at her ass!" He was not shy at all; he responded with, "Actually, I was looking at her boobs when she bends over." What the fuck?! This guy is a total scum bag, worse, he is the infection that feeds off the mold that grows on a bag of scum.
I wanted to hurrying up this game and get the hell away from this creep. The second game continued, I kept my distance from him and after the game was completed I quickly changed my shoes and ran through the directions for him to go back to what ever hole in the ground he came from. "Wait." He said as he went back to the bar and asked for a pen and paper. "What are you doing?" I asked impatiently. "I want to see our average scores from our games. We played two games and I want to see our averages." Idiot! Who cares! I waited and he told me each of our averages. Then I headed for the door.
He ran over to his car and threw his bowling bag and matching bowling shoes in the car. Oh, did I tell you he drives a Camaro? Give me a break! This guy was like a living ghost of the 1980's. Then he came over by my van where I was unlocking my door. I thanked him for the bowling games and the drink. He grabbed my head like a goalie grabs a soccer ball to stop a winning goal attempt. My head was in a death grip. I instinctively pulled my head back and as I did, he licked my mouth (thankfully my mouth was closed). UGH! that is F**king DISGUSTING! I got in my car, told him the directions to take to get the hell away from me. Then I left. I am so glad I didn't give him my phone number!
I must correct myself, he is the secretion that is released from the bowels of the infection that feeds off the mold that grows on a bag of scum.
What I am and am not looking for
You know, I just want to have a great date with some potential. Sure, I have had a couple of good dates but they usually do something to F**ck it up. I want to meet a man, see that we get along, that we have the same priorities and goals, and that we are happily compatible, fall in love, and live happily ever after or close to happily ever after. Why can I not find that man?
Can you believe a friend of mine actually said, "Carrie, just lower your standards and you'll find someone." Let me be very clear about this, the objective is not to be with someone just to "be with someone". This isn't high school anymore and I don't have time to play games. I have already been through two failed marriages and lost my only child. I don't have the will power to stand by and let someone use me as a door mat just so I can "be with someone". I prefer to be alone if that is the case. And to lower my standards, are my standards and expectations all really that high?
My "standards or expectations"
Loves God
Honesty
Gives and is worthy of respect
Is compassionate and caring
Has a job and is responsible
Treats me good
Won't cheat on me
Volunteers and is involved in helping others
And yes, I would like him to have a healthy sex drive too.
Is all of this really too much to ask? There has to be some physical attraction there too. I don't want to keep a bag over his head the whole time either. And I am sure he would feel the same way about me.
In my perspective, most of these things are traits people need to have to be a decent human being. So I don't think my standards are rally all that high. I am just asking for someone like me who is an upstanding person. I am not saying perfect because the world knows I am not perfect but my morals are pretty high.
As for what I am not looking for? Well, I sure you have read enough bad dates to easily see what I am NOT looking for. I am finding an awful lot of what I am not looking for.
Can you believe a friend of mine actually said, "Carrie, just lower your standards and you'll find someone." Let me be very clear about this, the objective is not to be with someone just to "be with someone". This isn't high school anymore and I don't have time to play games. I have already been through two failed marriages and lost my only child. I don't have the will power to stand by and let someone use me as a door mat just so I can "be with someone". I prefer to be alone if that is the case. And to lower my standards, are my standards and expectations all really that high?
My "standards or expectations"
Loves God
Honesty
Gives and is worthy of respect
Is compassionate and caring
Has a job and is responsible
Treats me good
Won't cheat on me
Volunteers and is involved in helping others
And yes, I would like him to have a healthy sex drive too.
Is all of this really too much to ask? There has to be some physical attraction there too. I don't want to keep a bag over his head the whole time either. And I am sure he would feel the same way about me.
In my perspective, most of these things are traits people need to have to be a decent human being. So I don't think my standards are rally all that high. I am just asking for someone like me who is an upstanding person. I am not saying perfect because the world knows I am not perfect but my morals are pretty high.
As for what I am not looking for? Well, I sure you have read enough bad dates to easily see what I am NOT looking for. I am finding an awful lot of what I am not looking for.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Lonliness comes in a tall package
When I arrived at the restaurant, he already had a table for us. He was sipping a cool margarita and was waiting with a long stem American beauty rose by his side.
A rose, that is a nice touch. I haven't received flowers in so long, I forgot what they smelled like. He stood up to great me. He had a tall self-conscious physique, broad shoulders, beautiful eyes, and a handsome smile.
He was so nervous his hands shook a little when gestured as he spoke in a quiet timid voice. Even though he had had almost 15 minutes looking at the menu he still didn't know what to order and just ordered the same as I did.
The man was very gentle and shy, being a widower, he was looking for someone to marry and continue on with his life. He talked very kindly of his late wife. I could tell he loved her very much. I can see he is a kind loving person and is looking for completion in his life. I am looking for that too, completion. Many arrogant and stupid people go about their lives thinking that relationships and marriage are about "wanting" and not "needing" but truly, it is seeking completion. God did not create us for us to be alone, The Bible is very clear on that. If the person you are with doesn't complete you, you are probably with the wrong person.
My heart goes out to this guy. From where I am sitting, he is a great guy but he has his life settled here in Wisconsin and the fist chance I get, I am out of here.
After dinner we saw a movie, he is nice, shy, and very kind. He kept asking me if I was comfortable and if he talked too much, etc. He was trying so hard to be a perfect date. Lord, please bless this man with the second woman you created for him.
A rose, that is a nice touch. I haven't received flowers in so long, I forgot what they smelled like. He stood up to great me. He had a tall self-conscious physique, broad shoulders, beautiful eyes, and a handsome smile.
He was so nervous his hands shook a little when gestured as he spoke in a quiet timid voice. Even though he had had almost 15 minutes looking at the menu he still didn't know what to order and just ordered the same as I did.
The man was very gentle and shy, being a widower, he was looking for someone to marry and continue on with his life. He talked very kindly of his late wife. I could tell he loved her very much. I can see he is a kind loving person and is looking for completion in his life. I am looking for that too, completion. Many arrogant and stupid people go about their lives thinking that relationships and marriage are about "wanting" and not "needing" but truly, it is seeking completion. God did not create us for us to be alone, The Bible is very clear on that. If the person you are with doesn't complete you, you are probably with the wrong person.
My heart goes out to this guy. From where I am sitting, he is a great guy but he has his life settled here in Wisconsin and the fist chance I get, I am out of here.
After dinner we saw a movie, he is nice, shy, and very kind. He kept asking me if I was comfortable and if he talked too much, etc. He was trying so hard to be a perfect date. Lord, please bless this man with the second woman you created for him.
Running a marathon alone
I was very much taken off guard by what he was saying in the email. He seriously needs to Sssllloooooowwwwwwwwww doooowwwwnn.
He called me later in the evening and we talked a little bit in the phone. I informed him that I wear hearing aids and I have a hard time hearing him on the phone so he spoke up that I might hear him better.
I understand that he is lonely because he is a widower and I genuinely feel sympathy for him. He just seems to be trying so hard and rushing things so fast. I mean, I haven't even met the guy yet in person. We have only talked on the phone twice and he thinks he is already developing feelings for me. It is a little intimidating and a little disturbing if I do say so myself.
We have a date set up for tomorrow and I will make it very clear to him that he is rushing things. I told him a number of times on the phone that he needs to settle down that he doesn't even know me. If this guy isn't careful, and gets mixed up with a bad woman, he could be taken advantage of terribly. Poor thing. Hey, I have a soft heart for helpless animals.
He called me later in the evening and we talked a little bit in the phone. I informed him that I wear hearing aids and I have a hard time hearing him on the phone so he spoke up that I might hear him better.
I understand that he is lonely because he is a widower and I genuinely feel sympathy for him. He just seems to be trying so hard and rushing things so fast. I mean, I haven't even met the guy yet in person. We have only talked on the phone twice and he thinks he is already developing feelings for me. It is a little intimidating and a little disturbing if I do say so myself.
We have a date set up for tomorrow and I will make it very clear to him that he is rushing things. I told him a number of times on the phone that he needs to settle down that he doesn't even know me. If this guy isn't careful, and gets mixed up with a bad woman, he could be taken advantage of terribly. Poor thing. Hey, I have a soft heart for helpless animals.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Quiet phone date
A man that has been trying to get contact me through a dating site online but honestly, these days I am just so busy. I felt bad and wanted to send him an email that I was not ignoring him but was just busy. Since I am new to this website, I sent a VIP email to him to say I didn't forget and wasn't ignoring him that I would contact him later in the week. I thought, that V.I.P. meant very important but apparently on this site it means, "Very Interested Person" Oops!
I saw that he was online so I called the number he sent me in an email. His voice was very quiet on the phone. Fortunately he talked a lot so I didn't have to. I think he was mostly walking about himself, his family, what he was interested in, etc. It was difficult for me to understand. It was a little late in the evening also so I had an good reason to get off the phone. He seem nice though, polite, plus, he is tall and bald just how I like them!
The email he sent me the next day ***
I saw that he was online so I called the number he sent me in an email. His voice was very quiet on the phone. Fortunately he talked a lot so I didn't have to. I think he was mostly walking about himself, his family, what he was interested in, etc. It was difficult for me to understand. It was a little late in the evening also so I had an good reason to get off the phone. He seem nice though, polite, plus, he is tall and bald just how I like them!
The email he sent me the next day ***
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Stu-st-st--stu-stu-stutter
Another online match disaster. This one, we chatted a few times online and agreed to meet up for a non-alcoholic beverage. He called me for directions but I couldn't hear him because his phone kept cutting out. I said, "Your phone keeps cutting out, i can't understand you. Can you hear me?" "Yeah..." he responded. I said, "Okay, if you can hear me clearly, I will just give you the directions and we can meet there."
I gave him the directions and we meet at the pub. When we saw each other we greeted each other with a handshake and said hello then found a table. When he began talking, I was shocked, it wasn't his cell phone that kept cutting out, he has a stutter! Holy shit! How am I supposed to understand this guy??? He never told me he had a stutter. What's worse, I don't think he realizes he has a stutter. He never made any comment about it. As a Deaf and hard-of-hearing (HOH) person, I do depend a lot on lip reading. It was impossible to lip read this guys st-st-st-stutter. He was cute but just difficult to understand him, the communication level was not even in the door. He was cute and nice to look at but if he could just stop talking! Texting he was a normal person but in real person at real time, not so much. This was a case where technology truly helps this guy. I felt so bad, I even paid for the drinks. Now you know that is pity. lol
After the date he texted me, "You should send me picture to my phone I think your pretty." I think he is kind of a freak. I could have done without that. Who wants photos of people they just met on their phone?
The next day he text me and said, "What did you think of me?" Yeah, that's what he said. No "Hi, Hello, or How are you?" He was very direct and wanted an answer to his self directed and individually focused question. So I told him straight, "I think you are nice & very cute. It is difficult 4 me 2 understand you though because my hearing." I didn't want him to feel bad so I just put it on me.
He responded, "That's ok. Its hard for you to understand people?" As if it was all me! I wanted to be Frank and tell him that has big damn stutter and that has a lot to do with it. But Since I am better at being me, at being Carrie and not Frank, instead of stating what was obvious to everyone except to him, Mr. swimming in the deNile river, I simply said, "Yes, it is because I am Deaf and HOH. I read lips." Then he continues, "It must be really hard for you." I answered, "Sometimes."
He text me me back, "I think you're very nice and very pretty. It as nice to give you a hug."
I gave him the directions and we meet at the pub. When we saw each other we greeted each other with a handshake and said hello then found a table. When he began talking, I was shocked, it wasn't his cell phone that kept cutting out, he has a stutter! Holy shit! How am I supposed to understand this guy??? He never told me he had a stutter. What's worse, I don't think he realizes he has a stutter. He never made any comment about it. As a Deaf and hard-of-hearing (HOH) person, I do depend a lot on lip reading. It was impossible to lip read this guys st-st-st-stutter. He was cute but just difficult to understand him, the communication level was not even in the door. He was cute and nice to look at but if he could just stop talking! Texting he was a normal person but in real person at real time, not so much. This was a case where technology truly helps this guy. I felt so bad, I even paid for the drinks. Now you know that is pity. lol
After the date he texted me, "You should send me picture to my phone I think your pretty." I think he is kind of a freak. I could have done without that. Who wants photos of people they just met on their phone?
The next day he text me and said, "What did you think of me?" Yeah, that's what he said. No "Hi, Hello, or How are you?" He was very direct and wanted an answer to his self directed and individually focused question. So I told him straight, "I think you are nice & very cute. It is difficult 4 me 2 understand you though because my hearing." I didn't want him to feel bad so I just put it on me.
He responded, "That's ok. Its hard for you to understand people?" As if it was all me! I wanted to be Frank and tell him that has big damn stutter and that has a lot to do with it. But Since I am better at being me, at being Carrie and not Frank, instead of stating what was obvious to everyone except to him, Mr. swimming in the deNile river, I simply said, "Yes, it is because I am Deaf and HOH. I read lips." Then he continues, "It must be really hard for you." I answered, "Sometimes."
He text me me back, "I think you're very nice and very pretty. It as nice to give you a hug."
My new straight "gay-guy" friend
Remember I wrote about this guy that is super nice but we're not relationshipable? Yeah, I just invented that word. lol We have become friends and hanging out sometimes. Yeah, I know I am playing with fire here because I know he likes me but he is a nice friend too.
It has been made VERY clear that we're not relationshipable but we can be friends. So I actually feel more comfortable because he knows that the line stays at friendship. It is like have a that gay best friend almost every woman needs except this guy is straight. lol
We went to dinner and a movie. I know I eat slow but he eats so fast. Since it is so obvious, we talk about it sometimes. On our recent date...uh... get together...hang out...together. Okay, that's weird, what do I call it now??? Anyway, this time when he finished way before me, he waited for me to finish and didn't make me feel rushed.
We went to a movie and just had a nice time together. I like hanging out with him because he is so nice and likes doing fun things. He is pretty shy though, I am hoping I can get him out of that, he is beginning to open up and talk more. He is really funny. I almost feel selfish about keeping him to myself. I truly hope that he finds a great woman in his life because he is really a great guy but important factor for each of us don't match up. He has great eyes too. *smile* I am glad we can be friends. At least I have found a friend in this monster filled sewer of dates.
It has been made VERY clear that we're not relationshipable but we can be friends. So I actually feel more comfortable because he knows that the line stays at friendship. It is like have a that gay best friend almost every woman needs except this guy is straight. lol
We went to dinner and a movie. I know I eat slow but he eats so fast. Since it is so obvious, we talk about it sometimes. On our recent date...uh... get together...hang out...together. Okay, that's weird, what do I call it now??? Anyway, this time when he finished way before me, he waited for me to finish and didn't make me feel rushed.
We went to a movie and just had a nice time together. I like hanging out with him because he is so nice and likes doing fun things. He is pretty shy though, I am hoping I can get him out of that, he is beginning to open up and talk more. He is really funny. I almost feel selfish about keeping him to myself. I truly hope that he finds a great woman in his life because he is really a great guy but important factor for each of us don't match up. He has great eyes too. *smile* I am glad we can be friends. At least I have found a friend in this monster filled sewer of dates.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Finally dinner
After two coffee and tea dates the infamous Pumpkin-head and I set up a dinner date. As I walked into the restaurant I received a text from him saying that he was running late and would be arriving in about 20 minutes. I told him, "No worries, I will wait for you." Then I asked him, "Do you want me to start a tab for you? You want to buy everyone a round of drinks right?!" He text me back, "Definitely"
I don't know what it is about this guy, if you have any advise, please write in to me because I think I need some good advise about this. He seems so mysterious. As I always call him elusive. We discussed that over dinner too. But there is something about this guy that has me wondering. Any other guy that has or would have been as elusive like this one, I would have cut him loose right away but its like he has me under this charm spell. I don't know what it is. But I just have this gut feeling that he is hiding something.
He arrives at the restaurant in his suit and tie from work and he looks just as dashing as always. We found a table and to my streak of bad luck it was right under the speaker so we moved to another table that wasn't in stereo. I gave him the solar powered key chain that I got for him while I was on vacation. He laughed and said, "Thanks for getting me a solar powered key chain; now I don't have to plug my keys in at night." We laughed and then placed our order. Much to my surprise, he eats slower than I do and he didn't even touch his sandwich. He was so busy chatting and talking. I don't really remember much of the conversation though.
Suddenly a man appeared at our table and gave his greetings to my date. It was a man from his work. He didn't introduce me to him. The man just said hello and informed the guy I was with that a group of the men from work were at the bar there at the restaurant. My date told him that he would stop over before he left the restaurant.
After we finished out early dinner we went to the hostess station at the bar for him to pay the tab and he also talked to his friends from work. I just stepped back, I didn't want to intrude with their conversation.
We walked out to the parking lot, I was parked further at the end of the lot and he was closer to the door. He walked me to my car, I said thanks and he gave me a really long hug, he didn't want to let go. I was thinking, "Mmm...he is going to kiss me." But he didn't. He just said how nice it was to see me and he looked forward to the next time we would get together. Then he said good-bye and walked away. I was a little disappointed that I didn't get that kiss I was hoping for. I began driving through the parking lot and also saw him driving thought the parking lot and thought to myself, "I am going to get that kiss." I stopped my car, walked over to him and he stopped his car. He opened the door and said, "That was weired. What's up?" Without saying a word, I leaned in and gave him a kiss. The softly said, "Thank you." and I walked back to my car, never looking back at him. Then I left.
I don't know what it is about this guy, if you have any advise, please write in to me because I think I need some good advise about this. He seems so mysterious. As I always call him elusive. We discussed that over dinner too. But there is something about this guy that has me wondering. Any other guy that has or would have been as elusive like this one, I would have cut him loose right away but its like he has me under this charm spell. I don't know what it is. But I just have this gut feeling that he is hiding something.
He arrives at the restaurant in his suit and tie from work and he looks just as dashing as always. We found a table and to my streak of bad luck it was right under the speaker so we moved to another table that wasn't in stereo. I gave him the solar powered key chain that I got for him while I was on vacation. He laughed and said, "Thanks for getting me a solar powered key chain; now I don't have to plug my keys in at night." We laughed and then placed our order. Much to my surprise, he eats slower than I do and he didn't even touch his sandwich. He was so busy chatting and talking. I don't really remember much of the conversation though.
Suddenly a man appeared at our table and gave his greetings to my date. It was a man from his work. He didn't introduce me to him. The man just said hello and informed the guy I was with that a group of the men from work were at the bar there at the restaurant. My date told him that he would stop over before he left the restaurant.
After we finished out early dinner we went to the hostess station at the bar for him to pay the tab and he also talked to his friends from work. I just stepped back, I didn't want to intrude with their conversation.
We walked out to the parking lot, I was parked further at the end of the lot and he was closer to the door. He walked me to my car, I said thanks and he gave me a really long hug, he didn't want to let go. I was thinking, "Mmm...he is going to kiss me." But he didn't. He just said how nice it was to see me and he looked forward to the next time we would get together. Then he said good-bye and walked away. I was a little disappointed that I didn't get that kiss I was hoping for. I began driving through the parking lot and also saw him driving thought the parking lot and thought to myself, "I am going to get that kiss." I stopped my car, walked over to him and he stopped his car. He opened the door and said, "That was weired. What's up?" Without saying a word, I leaned in and gave him a kiss. The softly said, "Thank you." and I walked back to my car, never looking back at him. Then I left.
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