So, if you missed my previous two adventures, you can find them here and here. Enjoy! Oh it gets better....
Addendum:
I forgot one of the names of the guys in the beginning - his name is Rich. I couldn't think of it until I was on my way to a date I had last night...but that isn't Adventure 3 - this is the Adventure about Rich.
Adventures in Dating - Part 3
So Rich was another guy I met on the free dating site. He messaged me first and at first glance I was like, no way. I mean, sure he liked soccer and despite him being a Liverpool fan, I was like..fine, who am I to say no. I'll give him a chance. I've been trying to give people the benefit of the doubt. Although I didn't think his profile was that impressive and his pictures were all taken from a high angle. That should've been my first tip that this adventure was not going to go well.
So we start emailing back and forth. Get to know each other a little bit. We set up a date to meet and I figure, ok - if nothing it's a free meal (awful but still...whatever). We decide to meet on a Wednesday after I get off from work. I told him to suggest a place to meet because afterall, he is the guy. This should've been the second hint that it wasn't going to work out - he refused to pick a place. [[sidenote: A word of the wise to guys...if a girl asks you to pick a place, do it. I realize it's a nice gesture to let the girl choose the place of meeting/dining because that way she has control over what she can get (if she's one of those girls) but honestly - personally - it tells me you are wishy washy and passive if you don't take the initiative when asking a girl out for the first time. First dates - guys should suggest a place. Second dates - it's totally okay for the girl to. Just my two cents]] He asked me to call him when I was leaving work because he worked right around where I lived and he said it'd help him time it out better. Whatever. So I called him. More wishy-washiness about where to go - so I picked The California Pizza Kitchen. (they have great salads!)
Date #1
I got there first [[sidenote: this was the second time I had this happen. Ryan was the first, Rich was the second. Listen, I realize there's traffic. I realize we can't all be on time ALL the time - but seriously - let's make a first impression people. It's kind of a pet peeve of mine - just on dates though. The guy should be trying to impress me, y?/y.]] I waited for him outside and he arrived. Three things: 1. He was shorter than he said he was. 2. He DID NOT LOOK LIKE HIS PICTURES 3. He was not in shape the way he said he was. So you can imagine my disappointment in all these things. But, I was like, "well, I'm here, I might as well give him the benefit of the doubt, yes? ok" We go in, and he starts asking me some questions...what I do, what I'm going to school for, etc....and then we sit down. I don't know if it was because he was nervous or what but for the rest of the evening - I barely spoke. He ended up talking the whole time. About: Himself, His work (a LOT), His life, His family, what he knows about sports, etc. [[sidenote: I will say this, when it got to sports talk, because I was so annoyed that he had been talking the whole time, I pretty much put him in his place. He had no idea what he was talking about. So I got him to stop talking...for two minutes.]]
Thankfully I had two beers with dinner. That made it more bearable. So after dinner, he did walk me to my car (but I think it was mainly because it was in the same direction as his). I gave him a hug and said the obligatory, "I had a good time, thanks for dinner, blah blah blah". (yes, I said the blah blah blah...no just kidding). As soon as I got in my car, I called my best friend (see: person who suggested I write these adventures) and told her how awful the date was. Ugh.
Needless to say there was no second date - but he did send me a text the next day saying he had a great time and that if I wanted to get together another time he'd like that but (passively said) it didn't seem like you (meaning me) wanted to. I did not respond to that text.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Adventures in Dating - Part 2
As I mentioned before - was tired of the lack of personal life - so joining the free dating site seemed like the best way to get what I wanted without the expense of other sites. I've tried both Eharmony and Match.com before....went on a few dates in both cases but nothing really worked out. It always ended up that I met someone outside of the site and started dating them. With Match it was Simon and with Eharmony it was Ben. Turns out when it rains it pours - so to speak. Of course, the rain isn't always good rain - sometimes it's pretty acidic.
Adventures in Dating - Part 2
The second guy I decided to go out with was actually the one I hadn't met on the site. Ryan.
I work at my grad school in the graduate office, so I come in contact with a lot of different people who visit for advising appointments. Some people I don't pay any mind too but as soon as Ryan came in - I started talking to him and well, flirting with him. He was/is SO cute - HOT to say the least. He was in to see an advisor for his M.Ed. in Elementary and Special Education. Swoon! Nothing cuter than a man that wants to be an elementary teacher (at least, I think so). So we chatted and he went in for his meeting and he left and I never thought I'd see him again. That's what it's usually like. I see these people once so I figure there's no harm in flirting and whatnot. So I found out from his advisor that he actually had Ryan in his class on Monday nights - so I said "hey put in a good word for me!" And left it at that.
Two weeks go by and I just figure that the advisor didn't say anything to Ryan. Sure enough, on a Wednesday evening, Ryan walks into the office. It's about a half hour before we close so I figure he's in for a question or to see his advisor. Of course, when he started asking me a ton of questions of school and my personal life, I started to think ....hrm...maybe he's gonna ask me for my number? So about 15 minutes go by and he leaves. Doesn't ask me for my number. Nothing. Sure enough about 5 minutes after he leaves he calls the office. He tells me he wasn't sure it was appropriate to ask me out while I was at work but wanted to know if I was interested in getting together for a drink or coffee some time. I WAS SO EXCITED! I never had a guy do that. It was a first for me where a guy asked me - flat out - to go out for drinks or coffee. So I gave him my number and we discussed the fact that we were both pretty busy so we weren't sure how it'd work out but both agreed that we'd figure it out. I was elated!
Date #1
The rest of the week goes by and I don't hear from him. That Saturday he asked me if I wanted to get together for a drink. So we met up at a place near me and talked for nearly 4 hours! It was great. To be honest, I wasn't sure if he was having a good time though. Maybe he was nervous. I don't know. At the end of the night, we walked out of the restaurant and he walked me to my car. Shortly thereafter we proceeded to make out for a good 10 minutes. Holy good kisser! Um yes please! It was perfect and sweet and he was kind and gentle. I haven't had a good kiss like that since...well...it's been awhile. I told him I had a good time - as did he - and told him to call me, that we should do it again. He agreed.
So lets see where we're at:
He asked me for my number (in such a cute way)
He agreed to come to me.
He walked me to my car.
He's a great kisser!
Ok ok...back to the rest...
So the next day - he tells me how great of a time he had and can't wait to do something with me again. We make plans for that coming Saturday night. Of course, I am leaving out a bunch of the other details like the excitement and concern as to whether or not I should call/text whathaveyou. Thanks to my friend Parker, I was guided in the right direction! Nonetheless....the weekend approached and as it was the second weekend of March Madness.....
Date #2
Ryan asked if I would like to come to his place and he'd make dinner and we could go from there. I thought it was really sweet and agreed that'd be nice. So I made my way over - he grilled and dinner was great. It was so cute watching cook. I asked several times if he wanted help but insisted that I was to watch basketball while he worked away:-) Dinner was yummy. He did a really good job. We talked for a bit and he asked me if I wanted to go out? I said I was perfectly comfortable staying in - it had been a long week for me and for him as well so I was totally cool with staying in. He was really surprised at that but I think he kind of felt relieved. So we watched some basketball and shortly thereafter we put on some music. We played cards for the rest of the night and talked. I had a really good time. I got to know him a lot better and it turned out we had a lot in common - from the way we were raised to our relationships with family to the way we approached school. It was just really nice. [[sidenote: When I started my dating adventures, I originally told myself that I wasn't going to "give it up" too soon. I had done this in the past and learned it's probably not the best way to start a relationship. That being said...sometimes a girl just can't help herself]]
It started to get late and Ryan asked if I wanted to spend the night. I can't lie. I didn't even hesitate. The moment I walked through the door that night all I could think about was wanting to kiss him - over and over again. What can I say, he was/is a GREAT kisser. Without going into too much detail, I spent the night and in the morning when we woke up - I was getting ready to go when he stopped me and said, "wait, do you want breakfast?" I was really caught off guard. He genuinely didn't want me to leave. So I stayed and we had breakfast and talked for another three hours.
I did have to leave eventually though because I had homework to do that day. As much as I didn't want to leave and I think he didn't want me to either (he asked what I was doing the rest of the day in a way that was like...maybe she can come back)....I had to go. He walked me to my car again and kissed me goodbye. I told him we should definitely do that again - he agreed - and that was that.
After that...we kept in contact but we both went away on vacation and although we contacted each other after they were over - things just kind of fell apart. There were apologies for being busy and all that jazz but eventually I kind of said to him - I know you're busy but let me know if you're still interested in hanging out - to which he replied with an apology for seeming like he was disinterested. He was definitely interested - just busy. After that series of communication - we haven't talked. I can't blame him for being too busy. I just know how much I LIKED him. I don't feel rejected in any way. I think he truly liked me too - I think the pressure of everything else just got to him. Who knows - maybe we'll reconnect sometime - but I'm not going to hold my breadth. All I can hope for is that I find someone else that made me feel the way Ryan did/does.
::sigh:: I really liked him.
And so it goes with adventure number 2....
Adventures in Dating - Part 2
The second guy I decided to go out with was actually the one I hadn't met on the site. Ryan.
I work at my grad school in the graduate office, so I come in contact with a lot of different people who visit for advising appointments. Some people I don't pay any mind too but as soon as Ryan came in - I started talking to him and well, flirting with him. He was/is SO cute - HOT to say the least. He was in to see an advisor for his M.Ed. in Elementary and Special Education. Swoon! Nothing cuter than a man that wants to be an elementary teacher (at least, I think so). So we chatted and he went in for his meeting and he left and I never thought I'd see him again. That's what it's usually like. I see these people once so I figure there's no harm in flirting and whatnot. So I found out from his advisor that he actually had Ryan in his class on Monday nights - so I said "hey put in a good word for me!" And left it at that.
Two weeks go by and I just figure that the advisor didn't say anything to Ryan. Sure enough, on a Wednesday evening, Ryan walks into the office. It's about a half hour before we close so I figure he's in for a question or to see his advisor. Of course, when he started asking me a ton of questions of school and my personal life, I started to think ....hrm...maybe he's gonna ask me for my number? So about 15 minutes go by and he leaves. Doesn't ask me for my number. Nothing. Sure enough about 5 minutes after he leaves he calls the office. He tells me he wasn't sure it was appropriate to ask me out while I was at work but wanted to know if I was interested in getting together for a drink or coffee some time. I WAS SO EXCITED! I never had a guy do that. It was a first for me where a guy asked me - flat out - to go out for drinks or coffee. So I gave him my number and we discussed the fact that we were both pretty busy so we weren't sure how it'd work out but both agreed that we'd figure it out. I was elated!
Date #1
The rest of the week goes by and I don't hear from him. That Saturday he asked me if I wanted to get together for a drink. So we met up at a place near me and talked for nearly 4 hours! It was great. To be honest, I wasn't sure if he was having a good time though. Maybe he was nervous. I don't know. At the end of the night, we walked out of the restaurant and he walked me to my car. Shortly thereafter we proceeded to make out for a good 10 minutes. Holy good kisser! Um yes please! It was perfect and sweet and he was kind and gentle. I haven't had a good kiss like that since...well...it's been awhile. I told him I had a good time - as did he - and told him to call me, that we should do it again. He agreed.
So lets see where we're at:
He asked me for my number (in such a cute way)
He agreed to come to me.
He walked me to my car.
He's a great kisser!
Ok ok...back to the rest...
So the next day - he tells me how great of a time he had and can't wait to do something with me again. We make plans for that coming Saturday night. Of course, I am leaving out a bunch of the other details like the excitement and concern as to whether or not I should call/text whathaveyou. Thanks to my friend Parker, I was guided in the right direction! Nonetheless....the weekend approached and as it was the second weekend of March Madness.....
Date #2
Ryan asked if I would like to come to his place and he'd make dinner and we could go from there. I thought it was really sweet and agreed that'd be nice. So I made my way over - he grilled and dinner was great. It was so cute watching cook. I asked several times if he wanted help but insisted that I was to watch basketball while he worked away:-) Dinner was yummy. He did a really good job. We talked for a bit and he asked me if I wanted to go out? I said I was perfectly comfortable staying in - it had been a long week for me and for him as well so I was totally cool with staying in. He was really surprised at that but I think he kind of felt relieved. So we watched some basketball and shortly thereafter we put on some music. We played cards for the rest of the night and talked. I had a really good time. I got to know him a lot better and it turned out we had a lot in common - from the way we were raised to our relationships with family to the way we approached school. It was just really nice. [[sidenote: When I started my dating adventures, I originally told myself that I wasn't going to "give it up" too soon. I had done this in the past and learned it's probably not the best way to start a relationship. That being said...sometimes a girl just can't help herself]]
It started to get late and Ryan asked if I wanted to spend the night. I can't lie. I didn't even hesitate. The moment I walked through the door that night all I could think about was wanting to kiss him - over and over again. What can I say, he was/is a GREAT kisser. Without going into too much detail, I spent the night and in the morning when we woke up - I was getting ready to go when he stopped me and said, "wait, do you want breakfast?" I was really caught off guard. He genuinely didn't want me to leave. So I stayed and we had breakfast and talked for another three hours.
I did have to leave eventually though because I had homework to do that day. As much as I didn't want to leave and I think he didn't want me to either (he asked what I was doing the rest of the day in a way that was like...maybe she can come back)....I had to go. He walked me to my car again and kissed me goodbye. I told him we should definitely do that again - he agreed - and that was that.
After that...we kept in contact but we both went away on vacation and although we contacted each other after they were over - things just kind of fell apart. There were apologies for being busy and all that jazz but eventually I kind of said to him - I know you're busy but let me know if you're still interested in hanging out - to which he replied with an apology for seeming like he was disinterested. He was definitely interested - just busy. After that series of communication - we haven't talked. I can't blame him for being too busy. I just know how much I LIKED him. I don't feel rejected in any way. I think he truly liked me too - I think the pressure of everything else just got to him. Who knows - maybe we'll reconnect sometime - but I'm not going to hold my breadth. All I can hope for is that I find someone else that made me feel the way Ryan did/does.
::sigh:: I really liked him.
And so it goes with adventure number 2....
Adventures in Dating - Part 1
Whew! It's been awhile! I feel like I say that every time I post on here - but hopefully I'll be more consistent now. That being said - as guessed by the title of this post - I've been working on my personal life. I've now been home for a year and while my adventures in dating started a few months ago, it was suggested to me by my best friend I should blog about the crazy stories I seem to have from each of my experiences.....so for the first few I'll be backtracking a bit because, like I said, this all started a few months ago. But needless to say - it's an ongoing process and I suppose when I find the person I want to be with - it'll stop:-) Without further adieu.....
I should start by saying I don't plan on changing names. It'll make things too difficult for me to remember - besides - it's not like any of these guys are gonna find my blog.
Adventure #1
February is usually a crappy month for me. Not just because Valentine's Day happens to fall then but there are a lot of bad memories that come back up during that month. So this year I decided to change that. I joined a free dating website. I know I know. Free? Must be all bozo's. Honestly - some were - like the ones that send you an Instant Message asking me what I was wearing or what I wanted to do with them right now. [[sidenote to those guys: No I will most certainly not dignify those stupid questions and inappropriate questions with a response. You're not cute. Your pictures are not flattering, which is a conversation by itself (why wouldn't you put cute pictures up?), and you think way too highly of yourself. Stop harassing cute women. The End.]] Some were pretty cute though and I did send a few messages saying hi or simple things like, "seems like we'd be a good match". That site works the same way Eharmony works. They match you up based on questions you've answered and tell you, based on percentages, how much you'd likely be a good mate, friend, or enemy. I thought it was kind of cool and different so I gave it a chance. Plus - free is always good. I don't have a jobby job right now. Free is GREAT!
So I started talking to a few guys. Some pretty cute. Others just alright. I actually got a little overwhelmed. I was talking to five guys at once: Jason. Shane. Justin. Ed. Rich. (I know - what's with the J names?) I should also mention - shortly after I signed up on the site, a guy I was interested in at school asked me out - Ryan. He was the front runner out of all of them. More on him later. For Adventure #1 we're going to talk about Jason.
Jason
Jason emailed me. Our "likeness" percentage wasn't that high on the scale but he seemed nice and he took the initiative on contacting me so I thought that was nice. Jason was/is a State Trooper. Immediately I wasn't totally comfortable with that mainly because cops don't always get a good rep as far as reliable partners and dating companions. One of my best friends from childhood is a cop and he's kind of a dog. However, I decided to give Jason the benefit of the doubt. We exchanged a few emails and started chatting on the phone. I should've known when we were having hour+ long conversations that it was not going to work out. I'm not much of a phone talker (unless you're a friend that I haven't talked to in a while or I love you). I'd rather talk to someone face to face. So we decided to meet up for lunch.
Date #1:
There were a few things that should've tipped me off from the beginning here. Aside from the phone conversations, Jason asked me to come to his place. Am I the only one that sees something wrong with this? Maybe I'm asking too much but if you take the initiative, don't you think you should maybe meet me close to my house instead of making me drive to you? (thinking back on that, I don't think it's that much of a surprise mainly because he's a cop and cop's are all about authority - it's his terf - he has control) So I agree to meet him at his place and we go to lunch. Lunch was good and we had a good conversation. Found out some things I really liked about him. I figured it was alright. But I just didn't feel a spark. I'm a big believer in that spark. If it's not there, I don't really believe it'll develop. Physical chemistry is really important to me. So after lunch we go back to his place and start watching some college basketball - in fact, it was the last part of the OSU/UofM Big Ten Tournament game when UofM won on a buzzer beater. Pretty awesome...but I digress. I left about an hour or so after because he had to go to work and as I'm standing at his door, I started to give him a hug but instead he thought I was going in for a kiss. Ugh. So I was like - ok maybe his redeeming quality is he's a good kisser. Um. Yeah - I felt like I was pecking a chicken. Not good for him.
So I go home and that was that. Or so I thought. In between this first date and the next a few things were going on. We did set up a time to have a second date but I had to cancel on him due to too much school work and I wasn't feeling it. Reluctantly I set up another date and ended up canceling that one too. I felt bad but sometimes a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
Things that happened in between our first and second dates (also our last one):
I went out on a few other dates with people.
I met someone I really liked.
I went to Florida for a vacation.
I had a lot of school work.
I was working a lot.
He and I were exchanging texts and phone conversations.
That last one is important because of the few things that happened in these conversations. One conversation entailed him telling me (this was shortly after I canceled on him the second time) that he's never been THIS patient for someone. Another conversation we had - he invited me to EASTER DINNER with his family. YES. A holiday dinner with family and we had been on ONE date. Shortly thereafter there was another instance where he made a comment to me that I was too busy. I never hid the fact that I was busy. The criticism wasn't flattering for him. Needless to say, the small window of opportunity he had to turn it around was all taken away in our second date.
Date #2
After I got back from Florida - we made plans to go see Clash of the Titans. Now a lot of my friends made the comment - it's your second date and you're going to see a movie, where you can't talk - and I said - yes, exactly. Awful I know but you know what - he kind of deserved it after some of the things he had said.
So we go to the movie...which I loved....and afterwards he asks if I want to grab something to eat. So I think about it and in my head this was my thought process: if I stay and eat with him he's going to think I like him more than I do because I'm choosing to spend more time with him but also it's a free meal. (awful I know). I decide to go to dinner with him. So we start chatting some more and I find out a few things. Ironically (which you'll find out why) I'm going to use a baseball metaphor here.
We sit down to eat and start talking more about each other. I find out he HATES baseball. STRIKE ONE.
I find out he is a Liverpool fan. STRIKE TWO.
And although we talk about other things, these are just the first two that are actually pretty important to me.
After the meal we start walking through the parking lot and we stop in the middle. Not near my car but in the dead center of the lot - where there are tons of people walking by. I go to give him a hug and he goes to kiss me. I let him. Again. Bad. And I'm like. Ok well call me. Now, normally this would be strike three and essentially it was because I'm a big proponent of a guy walking me to my car. I mean come on! Is chivalry dead?! But no, STRIKE THREE happened the next day.
So during the dinner conversation we talked about wanting pets and he had mentioned he was hoping to rescue a dog. Sure enough, the next day at work he rescued a dog he found under THE ENGLE OVERPASS. [[sidenote: While this doesn't mean a whole lot to people who don't know - one of my childhood friends was subjected to domestic abuse by her husband - their last name was ENGLE. She took her life and it has been a sad situation to deal with since. But I have a lot of disdain toward his family because of what he did to her.]] This was STRIKE THREE. He named the dog Engle. yeah.
After that, I stopped responding to his texts. He eventually got the message because I haven't heard from him since. The combination of the criticism of being too busy and being too focused on school along with not liking baseball and the fact that he didn't walk me to my car were enough to strike him out. I suppose I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt.
And that was just the FIRST of many more to come.
Hopefully you look forward to reading more:-)
I should start by saying I don't plan on changing names. It'll make things too difficult for me to remember - besides - it's not like any of these guys are gonna find my blog.
Adventure #1
February is usually a crappy month for me. Not just because Valentine's Day happens to fall then but there are a lot of bad memories that come back up during that month. So this year I decided to change that. I joined a free dating website. I know I know. Free? Must be all bozo's. Honestly - some were - like the ones that send you an Instant Message asking me what I was wearing or what I wanted to do with them right now. [[sidenote to those guys: No I will most certainly not dignify those stupid questions and inappropriate questions with a response. You're not cute. Your pictures are not flattering, which is a conversation by itself (why wouldn't you put cute pictures up?), and you think way too highly of yourself. Stop harassing cute women. The End.]] Some were pretty cute though and I did send a few messages saying hi or simple things like, "seems like we'd be a good match". That site works the same way Eharmony works. They match you up based on questions you've answered and tell you, based on percentages, how much you'd likely be a good mate, friend, or enemy. I thought it was kind of cool and different so I gave it a chance. Plus - free is always good. I don't have a jobby job right now. Free is GREAT!
So I started talking to a few guys. Some pretty cute. Others just alright. I actually got a little overwhelmed. I was talking to five guys at once: Jason. Shane. Justin. Ed. Rich. (I know - what's with the J names?) I should also mention - shortly after I signed up on the site, a guy I was interested in at school asked me out - Ryan. He was the front runner out of all of them. More on him later. For Adventure #1 we're going to talk about Jason.
Jason
Jason emailed me. Our "likeness" percentage wasn't that high on the scale but he seemed nice and he took the initiative on contacting me so I thought that was nice. Jason was/is a State Trooper. Immediately I wasn't totally comfortable with that mainly because cops don't always get a good rep as far as reliable partners and dating companions. One of my best friends from childhood is a cop and he's kind of a dog. However, I decided to give Jason the benefit of the doubt. We exchanged a few emails and started chatting on the phone. I should've known when we were having hour+ long conversations that it was not going to work out. I'm not much of a phone talker (unless you're a friend that I haven't talked to in a while or I love you). I'd rather talk to someone face to face. So we decided to meet up for lunch.
Date #1:
There were a few things that should've tipped me off from the beginning here. Aside from the phone conversations, Jason asked me to come to his place. Am I the only one that sees something wrong with this? Maybe I'm asking too much but if you take the initiative, don't you think you should maybe meet me close to my house instead of making me drive to you? (thinking back on that, I don't think it's that much of a surprise mainly because he's a cop and cop's are all about authority - it's his terf - he has control) So I agree to meet him at his place and we go to lunch. Lunch was good and we had a good conversation. Found out some things I really liked about him. I figured it was alright. But I just didn't feel a spark. I'm a big believer in that spark. If it's not there, I don't really believe it'll develop. Physical chemistry is really important to me. So after lunch we go back to his place and start watching some college basketball - in fact, it was the last part of the OSU/UofM Big Ten Tournament game when UofM won on a buzzer beater. Pretty awesome...but I digress. I left about an hour or so after because he had to go to work and as I'm standing at his door, I started to give him a hug but instead he thought I was going in for a kiss. Ugh. So I was like - ok maybe his redeeming quality is he's a good kisser. Um. Yeah - I felt like I was pecking a chicken. Not good for him.
So I go home and that was that. Or so I thought. In between this first date and the next a few things were going on. We did set up a time to have a second date but I had to cancel on him due to too much school work and I wasn't feeling it. Reluctantly I set up another date and ended up canceling that one too. I felt bad but sometimes a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
Things that happened in between our first and second dates (also our last one):
I went out on a few other dates with people.
I met someone I really liked.
I went to Florida for a vacation.
I had a lot of school work.
I was working a lot.
He and I were exchanging texts and phone conversations.
That last one is important because of the few things that happened in these conversations. One conversation entailed him telling me (this was shortly after I canceled on him the second time) that he's never been THIS patient for someone. Another conversation we had - he invited me to EASTER DINNER with his family. YES. A holiday dinner with family and we had been on ONE date. Shortly thereafter there was another instance where he made a comment to me that I was too busy. I never hid the fact that I was busy. The criticism wasn't flattering for him. Needless to say, the small window of opportunity he had to turn it around was all taken away in our second date.
Date #2
After I got back from Florida - we made plans to go see Clash of the Titans. Now a lot of my friends made the comment - it's your second date and you're going to see a movie, where you can't talk - and I said - yes, exactly. Awful I know but you know what - he kind of deserved it after some of the things he had said.
So we go to the movie...which I loved....and afterwards he asks if I want to grab something to eat. So I think about it and in my head this was my thought process: if I stay and eat with him he's going to think I like him more than I do because I'm choosing to spend more time with him but also it's a free meal. (awful I know). I decide to go to dinner with him. So we start chatting some more and I find out a few things. Ironically (which you'll find out why) I'm going to use a baseball metaphor here.
We sit down to eat and start talking more about each other. I find out he HATES baseball. STRIKE ONE.
I find out he is a Liverpool fan. STRIKE TWO.
And although we talk about other things, these are just the first two that are actually pretty important to me.
After the meal we start walking through the parking lot and we stop in the middle. Not near my car but in the dead center of the lot - where there are tons of people walking by. I go to give him a hug and he goes to kiss me. I let him. Again. Bad. And I'm like. Ok well call me. Now, normally this would be strike three and essentially it was because I'm a big proponent of a guy walking me to my car. I mean come on! Is chivalry dead?! But no, STRIKE THREE happened the next day.
So during the dinner conversation we talked about wanting pets and he had mentioned he was hoping to rescue a dog. Sure enough, the next day at work he rescued a dog he found under THE ENGLE OVERPASS. [[sidenote: While this doesn't mean a whole lot to people who don't know - one of my childhood friends was subjected to domestic abuse by her husband - their last name was ENGLE. She took her life and it has been a sad situation to deal with since. But I have a lot of disdain toward his family because of what he did to her.]] This was STRIKE THREE. He named the dog Engle. yeah.
After that, I stopped responding to his texts. He eventually got the message because I haven't heard from him since. The combination of the criticism of being too busy and being too focused on school along with not liking baseball and the fact that he didn't walk me to my car were enough to strike him out. I suppose I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt.
And that was just the FIRST of many more to come.
Hopefully you look forward to reading more:-)
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