Now that I'm suddenly single, I have to think about dating again. The only experience I had before Mr. Not So Perfect (see I do listen to the comments), was a disaster. It really wasn't even a date.
It was mid October last year. I had started drinking very early that day and I had quite a buzz on when I was up on the hill at Manray's (yes the center of intellectual conversation). Standing in line for another drink, I notice the guy behind me is wearing a blinking Star Trek t-shirt. First clue to keep my mouth shut. "Very Cool shirt", I say. He says thanks and we buy each other a couple drinks. After a while we head on down the road to Neighbors to dance.
We dance for a while, and he drags me out to the alley where we start making out. Then we go back in, and after a few more dances and drinks, we go back out to the alley. About the third time, he keeps walking and we end up getting in his car and we drive off. It is true what your mother said, "DO NOT GET IN CARS WITH BOYS". Of course I'm not paying attention to where we are going. We end up at his place.
We walk into his place and I swear to god there is this almost life size model of the StarShip Enterprise. This is my second clue to run. "Wow, really cool almost life size model of the StarShip Enterprise", I say. He gets really excited, and comes over and takes off my shirt. He then says, I want to bareback you. WHOA, there's a whole bunch wrong with this. If you don't know what barebacking is, just believe me it is very unsafe, and I'm not doing that, no matter how drunk I am or how cool his tshirt is. I pull away and say NO!
He comes at me again and I push him away again. He out weighs me by about 50 lbs. He grabs me, and now I'm scared and mad, I push him hard and run out of his place. The door slams behind me, and holy crap, it's f''en cold out, I don't have a shirt on and I have no idea where I am. My options are to knock on the door, get my shirt and get directions or just start walking.
I decide to walk. My cell phone is at home, but I think I will run into a cab or a cop or something. You know at 3:15 in the morning there's not a lot of people driving around. It's foggy out so I have to walk right up to the street signs to see them. After about 10 minutes of walking I run into the Group Health Hospital. OK now I know where I am. I'm still miles from my place, but I feel a little better, freezing but better. Never saw a car the whole walk home.
Got home just before 4am. Had to walk thru the lobby where the guard I'm sure was wondering what happened to me. But I was in no mood to talk.
OK start the comments coming in about how stupid I was. My questions to you this week are:
What was your worst date?
Have you ever hooked up with a real looser?
Since this was my only experience before Mr. No So Perfect, I was not looking forward to hitting this scene again.
Next blog I actually do get out of the house and have a real date.
Until Next Time - Wise OUT.
2 comments:
I had a date one time set up sort of 'sideways' by a guy I hadn't met yet and was supposed to date later (yeah, confusing I know.) I show up to the guy's house and it turns out he is a drummer of a band. He starts talking about the live music scene and how much he likes all these different bands...blah blah blah. I have NO idea who the bands are and when I try and mention a couple of bands I like, he sort of either dismisses them as 'too mainstream' or doesn't know who they are (HONESTLY...who has never heard of Pearl Jam?!?) Somehow we end up sitting together listening to music and things 'progress' to where we are making out. The guy must have like 100 roommates because they keep walking through the room as we are sort of kissing and the such. Finally we go into his room. Things are getting kind of hot and heavy when the door opens to his room and someone walks through to use the bathroom. THE ONLY WAY TO GET TO THE BATHROOM IS THROUGH HIS FRIGGIN' ROOM?!? I shrugged my shoulders and headed for the door. He never called me back.
Back when I first moved to Seattle I was always on the hunt for a BF. "Was this the one? Was that the one?..." all the time I was seeing if this date, or that date was going to be the one I settled down with.
One guy that I dated, basically used me for my income.
I'm sure it was obvious to whoever I was dating at that time, that I was putting everything into the relationship. In return all I wanted to know was that we were a couple. I was paying for everything, as usual, but I didn't care since I had a nice income. I thought it was the right thing to do. But one day he said "My back taxes are due, what are WE going to do? Notice the operative word we?
We'll I paid it. Basically since I thought of ourselves as couple, and as such, it was the right thing to do. Then in a few days "poof"... "I think I need some space..." and we broke up.
Lessons I learned:
- It takes time to build trust between each other. You can't start out at full throttle. That's not rude, any good candidate will feel them same towards you and understand completely.
- Time builds a friendship. Would you lend your car to a first date wonder? Apply the same thinking to your heart.
- Watch out for those rose colored glasses (or better known as beer goggles). Don't let loneliness (or your dick) make decisions for you. Listen to what your gut tells you.
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