Monday, July 19, 2010

Dr. Short & Sweet

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.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Obessive Military

It started with a hello and it ended with a psychotic text message.

The Beginning
I had started speaking with Obsessive Military around the same time I had spoken to Dr. Short & Sweet. Mr. O.M. as I like to call him was different as far as physical features and profession. He was a ex military man, Caucasian, 6'1, of course single with no kids, gorgeous body, funny, blue eyes and from what I thought at first a bit cocky.

Surprise... Again
I was 2 hours late to the date that I had planned. Unfortunately that whole day that we were supposed to meet was not meant to be. It was clearly wrong timing. Although I had done my hair hours prior to, along with tending to other people who needed my assistance earlier in that I was destined to be late. But anyhow we met at one of my favorite Japanese places and he was all smiles.

Late Dinner
The conversation was slow at first, he was eye candy so I didn't mind. We talked about how late I was, the restaurant, the late night club scene, a bit of his military life and his family.

After Dinner Drinks
The walk to this amazing rooftop bar at a great hotel was beautiful. The bright lights of downtown were glowing and the people dressed in slacks, mini skirts, tiny dresses and button ups made me eager to continue the date with Obsessive Military. "And when I was in the military, I had done..." That was the second mention of the military when I tried to ask about what things did he like to do for fun.
You know that after about 2 drinks a person starts to express themselves a lot more than before. Well he was on #3 and I was not trying to catch up. Better yet I was trying to pass him by. "Growing up my dad was a harda*s and I hated up, but when I meant to the military it taught gave me balance and I loved it. Now I understand my dad a little more." O really so it took the military to instill the values in you that you're dad was teaching you all along. O wow!

Club
At the dance club it was ok. The music was going and the drinks were still going. He had started to claim me as his territory. I don't know how he had the idea that we were together after a half a night's date, but he started to show a bit of clingy-ness. A guy who pass me by and he was grabbing my waist as the guy was walking past. At first it was nice then it came a bit repetitive and a bit of of order considering it was a first date.

Goodnight
He walked me to the car and with the mention of the military I was hoping that he wouldn't say it again. He hugged me goodnight and I wished him well on his drive back to his town. Little did I know that the phone calls and texts would not end

Next day/week
"What have you been doing, where you been, are you not interested in me anymore?" Those were all the questions Obsessive Military had asked me after going out with him. I could not have a day to myself where I would relax, not hear my phone go off or check my email without him trying to contact me one day. "I'm just trying to get to talk to you, I wanted to know how you were doing and if you were still interested in me... are you still interested." And then he told me, "You should be happy that I am interested in you. I haven't had a girlfriend since I was in the military." Well I don't know what kind of girlfriend would be happy with a guy who doesn't give her any space.
Not being able to take much talk of the military or him contacting me in some kind of way. I told him that it was fun but I don't think we are a match. He sent me 4 text messages, called me 2 times and later sent me a half a page email explaining himself and asking me why I wasn't interested. Not wanting to say anything more. I blocked his number, email address and any other way he tried to contact me.

Done. Lesson 2
I don't know about what you've heard, but don't military men seem to be a bit controlling and may snap at any moment.  I wasn't taking a chance so therefore, the lesson is... when signs of obsessive, controlling and constant references to the military seems to arrise in almost every situtaion. RUN! RUN FAR AWAY AND DON'T LOOK BACK!

Next up Horny Animal
While you're looking back avoiding Dr. Shorty &Sweet and Obsessive Military, be careful of Animal Instinct. He can charm you but he'll never know how to connect with you because lacks communication skills.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Batters up: The Start

So after signing up for a 3 month long subscription to the dating site, the emails started coming in. I received flirts, winks and emails and it was great. I had written down what I thought was a great profile/bio, but then I looked at it from a males' perspective and quickly changed it. What I had written made me appear as a 70 year old woman who was tired of reading my books and watching soap operas. So it quickly changed.

After changing a bit of my bio and swapping my pictures for some new ones, I had more potential and I was ready for what was going to come. Now what I was looking for in a guy was simple so I was very specific.

Educated
Loyal
NO children
Enjoys being around his family and friends
Respectable
Honest
Into health and fitness
Likes to experience life
Traveler
Business/career set
Nationality doesn't matter
Height bracket of 5'10 to 6'4. Yes, I love tall men (I'd make an exception to a guy that is 5'7).

Hey, it's online dating, why not say what I really want. I figure, what's the worst man I can possible get. Soon I'd find out with Dater #1, his name Dr. Sweet & Short