I realize that it's been a looooooong time since my last post, but life just gets in the way of dating. Way back on September 14 I potentially had 2 dates in the span of 2 weeks lined up. Neither one went through as planned. One of the dates sounded way more promising than the other one. The promising date happened 2 weeks later on the 28th. I have never had the experience of someone NOT looking like their pictures, but this guy really didn't. He must have used some trick photography or knew exactly what angle to be shot at, but it was just a buzz kill. He also spent a lot of time on his phone during our date while we watched the Chiefs on TV and all in all, it just wasn't a good time. So 0-1 on the date plans.
Mr. Not So Promising, who I will from now on refer to as Scatter Brain, was/is HORRIBLE at responding to any sort of message. I really held out little hope. We made plans at least 3 times and he bailed/didn't respond EVERY time! Why would you continue to stick around you may ask? Well, now it seemed to be a bit of a challenge. Plus I wanted to find out if he really was that inconsiderate in life. We all have that friend (not naming names, but you know who you are) that doesn't text back. They may text you back in their mind, but not actually do it. Or they may just read your text and move on. For those of us who are religious texters, it is annoying to say the least. So I thought maybe this guy is just THAT guy to his friends. We FINALLY met up tonight and I must say, I'm torn. I thought about making a PRO & CON list, but that sounded kind of bitchy. I will now just detail the evening (as per usual in my posts) and you can decide in which column I would put each event.
We actually could've potentially met up last night after the Royals' game, but it went late. Not that he texted me to inform me of that, but I get it. For our first date, he would like me to come over and watch a movie & just "chill." Naturally I have reservations about this, but he assures me that he is not a rapist/serial killer. I'm no dummy, I text his address & a picture of him to my best friend with the instructions to come and find me if I don't call you before 10:00. He said we could meet at this bar across the street from his place and I assumed we would be having a drink there. Oh no, he asks me to get in his car and go to his place & he points it out. At this point I realize that at any point I could make a run for it because it is so close, so I agree. I get the grand tour of his house which is nice, but definitely lived in only by a boy, i.e. there is shaving gel in a cabinet next to the oven. Why do I know this you may ask, because it was out & he put it away while I was there. I didn't go snooping! So after some small talk, he suggests that we go downstairs where it is relatively cleaner. (His house is not messy by the way, just well lived in.) The downstairs is really cool and he has me sit in this vibrating chair. It was great, but at times I felt like I should also be getting a pedicure. (Side note, it turned off automatically and he would take the remote again and turn it on. Now that I think about it, he was probably just looking at my boobs jiggling while in the chair.)
We had really good random conversations. Although he comes off as sort of privileged, he is super caring. We have a lot of the same beliefs and philosophies. He had a signed letter & picture from Obama framed downstairs. He told a really impassioned story about how he got it. I began thinking that this guy may not be such a douche after all. He looked through some vacation pictures I had and we swapped European travel stories. During this, he was somehow reminded to put his Chiefs tickets on Stubhub to sell for tomorrow's game. (If you're interested, I bet I could get you a good price.) Also during our fantastic talks he remembered that he had some football tickets to be framed at Hobby Lobby that he left there in 2011! WTF??? He called them up to see if they still had them. So it definitely wasn't only me that was forgotten at times.
Now comes awkward time. He moves over to the couch and turns down the lights. Now on normal dates, I know what this means. I'm usually not in this situation on first dates though. So I go join him on the couch while he is unsuccessfully looking for musical movies that do not exist. (I TRIED to tell him!) I've been there for 2 hours now and I'm afraid my friend will start getting worried and I also am NOT about to make out with this dude (especially since he hasn't bought me dinner!) so I make up some lame excuse as to why I need to head home. He tries to get me to stay, but to no avail. He drops me off at my car, says what a good time he had and that we should do it again much sooner & then kisses me. I don't usually kiss on a first date-not as a rule, just as a circumstance. But it wasn't bad. Maybe I should've stayed a little longer........
Time of death: Still in question
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