And it started with a beautiful Saturday morning to end with a irritating reference to all things sweet.
For the past two weeks me and Dr. Short &Sweet an average height, Jewish male doctor who was 35 years old, had been emailing each other back and forth. He was nice and we seemed to click based on mutual interests, love of baseball and desire to try new restaurants. From the pictures he was somewhat attractive, he had a chiseled jawline (which I absolutely adore on a man), a seemingly nice smile and some potential. Although he was not what I'm attracted to, I thought that dating the "nice guy" for a change would be the right move.
Surprise!
He pulls up, I stop myself in my tracks. O fu*k this man said he was 5'7. I'm 5'4 and he was an inch shorty than me. Omg and that was just the beginning, I thought that my boobs were bigger than him. He eagerly walked toward me with a big smile full of yellowish teeth and gave me a warm hug along with a pink rose so I thought that I'd give the date a try.
The plan was: grab a quick bite of food, maybe go the art museum and definitely hit up a MLB game because the teams were pretty good. Prior to this day, I had already put together an itinerary of how we'd spend our date in my city. Being a little prepared leaves us more time to talk and less time worrying about what we should do next.
Car Ride
In the car on the way to the restaurant we chatted a little and the conversation was just NOT clicking. One, too many silent pauses, with his occasional mentioning of a chocolate sundae. So therefore you know that girl thing that we do... laugh at things that are not funny while trying to stay on mutual topics. No speak of politics, sex or religion. Thankfully none of those topics came up (even tho it probably would have been something to talk about besides his infatuation with chocolate sundaes).
Dinner
For the early dinner we went to a great steakhouse and the place was beautiful. We were the first to arrive for dinner which started at 5pm so therefore I ran to the ladies room and checked my cell for some texts or missed phone calls. I partly wish I had an excuse to leave. After the food and drinks were ordered, we had actually started to talk about mutual interests, such as friends, family, baseball and how we grew up. By the end of the meal I thought, well maybe dating Mr. Short & Sweet isn't so bad. And then he did it again, "I could go for a chocolate sundae." O wow! He ruined it.
Play Ball
At the baseball game, it was almost the same, I couldn't take much more of the references for chocolate sundaes. I ended up ordering my own version of something sweet... a cold beer for a hot day at the stadium. Mmmm.. yummy. The game was great tho, the older couple that was seated next to us was the best. They were on the date that I wish I was on. When my beer was getting a bit low Dr. Short & Sweet offered to get me another one because he was headed to the concession stand to get what...? His CHOCOLATE SUNDAE! I could not believe this man said it again. I was fed up by that point and it wasn't going to work. I told him that I was tired and wanted to leave the stadium. He was a bit irritated and argued with me that it was only one inning left (20 minutes left) but I wanted to get home immediately.
Finally the End
Pulling up to curb of the house was the end of this date. The ride home was slow and dreadful. The repetition of questions that he had asked me earlier in the day was too much for me to handle. I told him thank you and it was great and to text me when he arrived him. Thankfully he did not. What he did the next day was send me 3 offline messages and told me, "Clearly we are not a fit." Feeling no need to dignify that with a response I did not. The next day I received more messages saying I was rude for not responding. I then wished him good luck and told him that I was not interested.
Lesson 1
And what did I learn from this? Never go out with a guy who is more obsessed with chocolate sundaes than toothpaste. Dr. Short and Sweet just was too sweet and boring for me.
Next Batter: Obsessive Military
Who knew one man could be so obsessive after 2 dates.
