Ok so after the felon with a face tattoo, I kinda took a bit of a break from dates. I mean apparently I am not a good judge of Tinder pics or Match profiles and no one has found that stable single guy they know that would be perfect so I decided a week or two just hanging out with friends would be a good thing. I signed up for Match again (I know but my blog needs some updates) and waited for whatever magic to happen. I received an email from a man named Tom. His profile said that his daughter helped sign him up because she wanted her dad to be happy again...I know sappy but cute.
After a week or so of texting, he asked what I was doing on Friday. I already had plans with my other two musketeers so I asked him if he wanted to meet us for a drink when he was done with his after-work stuff. He said yes and was looking forward to meeting me. In the conversations throughout the week we had talked about what was going on and one evening I was helping clean for a party my roommate was having Friday night. He said he likes to clean so I told him he would get points for that. (this will become important later).
Anywho, so Friday night I have my besties over for the party and then we head to the local watering hole for some drinks. Tom said he was on his way and I was looking forward to meeting someone normal. Bad assumption on my part. When Tom arrived he showed us all his shaking hands and then he opened his mouth. I really should talk to these boys prior to because I am not sure what it was about his voice but it hit me like nails on a chalkboard. My friends were really nice and tried to make him more comfortable by ordering shots (cuz that is how we roll). He accepted the shot and then wanted to go smoke. Our conversation was stilted to say the least, especially when I had to remind him that he should tip when he orders a drink at the bar. Seriously he doesn't get out much.
So, he goes to the restroom and I talk to cuz about how to gracefully ask him to leave or at least tell him it is not working. Thankfully he saved me from that awkwardness as he exited the restroom on the phone with a friend who had an "emergency" and he had to leave. Yup, that is right, he bailed on me...WTF
At this point I was relieved to tell the truth. 2 hours later he sends me a text message to see how my evening was going. Uh you bailed. He again said that it was an emergency and that he was sorry but he also felt very uncomfortable because he had not been out on a date in a very long time. I told him it was fine, then got my bill where the shots were put on (again ditched the bill) and had a fun time with friends. The next morning I get a text saying Happy Sweetest Day. Seriously???????
This should be the end of the story but alas, my life is not simple. See I am in charge of a county department that 19,000 macomb county residents each year. I have now decided that I will date only people outside my county to avoid what happened next.
Tuesday is my busy day at the court so I go in early. As I was walking out of the parking structure I see someone who is just standing by themselves on one side of the building. As I say good morning I realize it is Nervous Nelly. Now I am concerned as I just went thru stalker felon and now this guy shows up at my work at 7:30 in the morning. Easily taken care of as my court is full of deputies, I figure if he tries to talk to me I will take appropriate measures. Unfortunately he had jury duty. Which meant I am now for the second time locked in a room with a loser that I said yes to when I should've said no. I try to not make eye contact and then my phone starts to blow up. He actually asked me if he lost all his points. My response "um yes, you bailed on the date and stuck me with your drink bill". Now he wants to take me to lunch to make up for it. I cannot fathom speaking or listening to this nervous nelly for an entire hour and a half so I book out the back elevator and hope he is not waiting outside while I zip home to avoid him. He sends me 10 text messages throughout the day.
And this is where I find my kind graceful exit..."thank you for the offer but I go home at lunch to let my dog out. It is really not necessary I think you are just very new to dating and need to adjust a bit". He then thanks me for the opportunity and tells me that in the future he would love to take me to dinner or come to my house and watch a movie and talk.....uh no. And no response from me. And lots of wine that evening contemplating why I am still dating or whether the local nunnery in my hometown would still be welcoming.
After a few glasses of wine, I got over it. In part because I got a few more date offers which means I will have a few more stories to share...over wine or drinks of course because they make all stories better.
Cheers
After a week or so of texting, he asked what I was doing on Friday. I already had plans with my other two musketeers so I asked him if he wanted to meet us for a drink when he was done with his after-work stuff. He said yes and was looking forward to meeting me. In the conversations throughout the week we had talked about what was going on and one evening I was helping clean for a party my roommate was having Friday night. He said he likes to clean so I told him he would get points for that. (this will become important later).
Anywho, so Friday night I have my besties over for the party and then we head to the local watering hole for some drinks. Tom said he was on his way and I was looking forward to meeting someone normal. Bad assumption on my part. When Tom arrived he showed us all his shaking hands and then he opened his mouth. I really should talk to these boys prior to because I am not sure what it was about his voice but it hit me like nails on a chalkboard. My friends were really nice and tried to make him more comfortable by ordering shots (cuz that is how we roll). He accepted the shot and then wanted to go smoke. Our conversation was stilted to say the least, especially when I had to remind him that he should tip when he orders a drink at the bar. Seriously he doesn't get out much.
So, he goes to the restroom and I talk to cuz about how to gracefully ask him to leave or at least tell him it is not working. Thankfully he saved me from that awkwardness as he exited the restroom on the phone with a friend who had an "emergency" and he had to leave. Yup, that is right, he bailed on me...WTF
At this point I was relieved to tell the truth. 2 hours later he sends me a text message to see how my evening was going. Uh you bailed. He again said that it was an emergency and that he was sorry but he also felt very uncomfortable because he had not been out on a date in a very long time. I told him it was fine, then got my bill where the shots were put on (again ditched the bill) and had a fun time with friends. The next morning I get a text saying Happy Sweetest Day. Seriously???????
This should be the end of the story but alas, my life is not simple. See I am in charge of a county department that 19,000 macomb county residents each year. I have now decided that I will date only people outside my county to avoid what happened next.
Tuesday is my busy day at the court so I go in early. As I was walking out of the parking structure I see someone who is just standing by themselves on one side of the building. As I say good morning I realize it is Nervous Nelly. Now I am concerned as I just went thru stalker felon and now this guy shows up at my work at 7:30 in the morning. Easily taken care of as my court is full of deputies, I figure if he tries to talk to me I will take appropriate measures. Unfortunately he had jury duty. Which meant I am now for the second time locked in a room with a loser that I said yes to when I should've said no. I try to not make eye contact and then my phone starts to blow up. He actually asked me if he lost all his points. My response "um yes, you bailed on the date and stuck me with your drink bill". Now he wants to take me to lunch to make up for it. I cannot fathom speaking or listening to this nervous nelly for an entire hour and a half so I book out the back elevator and hope he is not waiting outside while I zip home to avoid him. He sends me 10 text messages throughout the day.
And this is where I find my kind graceful exit..."thank you for the offer but I go home at lunch to let my dog out. It is really not necessary I think you are just very new to dating and need to adjust a bit". He then thanks me for the opportunity and tells me that in the future he would love to take me to dinner or come to my house and watch a movie and talk.....uh no. And no response from me. And lots of wine that evening contemplating why I am still dating or whether the local nunnery in my hometown would still be welcoming.
After a few glasses of wine, I got over it. In part because I got a few more date offers which means I will have a few more stories to share...over wine or drinks of course because they make all stories better.
Cheers