So, Man A. Things seemed to be going really well. We went on
three dates, and then I kinda got annoyed. There were a couple of other things
with date three, but what took the cake was him being 30+ minutes late. I’m
sitting in a wine bar excited about this third date, and when 15 minutes pass I
have no idea what to do because it’s never happened to me. I guess there’s a
first time for everything. About this time, he texted saying that he was sorry
he was late, and that he had just
left his house. Luckily, I had already started drinking without him, but it did
nothing to ease my irritation.
I am lucky to have good friends who I can call on to help me
figure out where to draw the line (thank you, Sarah!). I drew my line at 25/30 minutes regardless of
the fact that he had called, somewhat explained, and said he was on his way.
Once 8:25 rolled around, I got up, paid my tab, and walked out the door. Just
then, I saw him drive by (and, I’m pretty sure he saw me too). In any event, I
kept walking… and I felt like a badass. As much as I wanted to hang out with him,
I couldn’t let someone think it was okay to be that late. It’s completely
unacceptable, especially in the beginning. I won’t get into the details, but we
did end up on the third date. However, after talking more with him he started
to sound like he was in his early 20s, not 30s. Plus, after the whole being
late thing, neither of us were quite the same. Needless to say, we have not had
a fourth date. By the way, I have this theory that if you make it past the
third date, things are very likely to bloom into a relationship. Every guy I’ve
had a fourth date with has become a boyfriend… though, some longer than others.
So, I was also chatting with another guy who I recently went
on a first date with – Man B (I only name those I've met in-person). He was a bit refreshing. He consistently kept in
contact, and I didn’t ever really wonder if he was interested or not. I knew he
was by our conversations. Anyway, we didn’t meet until about two weeks after we
started talking. I left sort of… confused, maybe? The in-person chemistry and
conversation didn’t match our behind-the-screen conversations, which was a
disappointment. I’m still not completely sure how to feel about it, but it’s
pretty much reaffirmed my belief that dating men around my age is a bad idea.
I’ve been described by others as an “old soul” or someone
mentally older, even by those who have dated me. I’m also very analytical
(Exhibit A – this blog). So, it really doesn’t surprise me that I feel this
way. I have received a few messages that were clearly written by gentlemen (a
rare occurrence). However, they always are divorcees with kids… sometimes
several kids. I just don’t want to go down that road, but I don’t know… is that
how I find the right guy? I mean, I’ve dated through the most social times of
my life (college and law school), and I’m still very single. I really don’t see
prospects getting any better. I’m at the age that people are getting married,
having kids, and getting divorced. Statistically speaking, the odds are not in
my favor.
I have one more month left on my subscription and I will not
be renewing. I’ve seriously been considering a professional matchmaker. That
probably sounds desperate to some of you just as online dating may be, but now
that my life is in a groove, I’d kinda like someone to hang out with, share
highs and lows, and a guaranteed travel buddy would be awesome.
Until next time….
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