For those who don't know, Baltimore is known as "Charm City". I have been living out here for about a year and a half now, and there are still times when I wonder..."Who the hell came up with that nickname...and where can I get whatever he was smoking??" I just don't get it! The city has its good side, but "charming" is not the first word that would come to mind. I can tell you one thing for sure…the men of Baltimore have done nothing to make me think that Baltimore deserves the title of "Charm City"!
I had a date, a month or so back, with a guy I met on Match.com. I figured right away that this might be a bit of a better experience, since you have to PAY to use Match…so hopefully they are a little more together in their life than, say, a dude at a bar that thinks Chick-Fil-A is a good idea for a first date!
So this said gentleman and I had been corresponding via text messages for a few weeks, and finally arranged a get-together. I was pretty excited for my date…he is a police officer, same age as me, very tall, pretty handsome etc…plus the text conversation was nothing to complain about.
We met up at a local dining establishment (not Chick-Fil-A…bonus points already!) He arrived before me, so he was sitting at the bar with a drink. For that reason, and since I don’t like to be one to assume the guy should always pay, I bought my own drink (which was FINE by me). We sat and talked for about an hour…though the conversation was a bit one-sided and awkward. Mostly it was me bringing up random topics to which he would add a couple of words, and then it would get quiet again.
Even with the slightly stuttering conversation, we ended up sitting at the bar for about two hours. He bought us both a second drink, which I took to be a good sign. Around 10, I decided to call it a night, as I had run out of topics an hour before and was starting to get tired…or bored, if I am being completely honest.
As we were leaving I asked him where he had parked, figuring he would at least offer to walk me to my car, or give me a hug…since I did just spend two hours listening to him say…pretty much nothing of substance. Instead I got “Well, catch ya later” accompanied by a wave of his hand as he took off to his parked car at a walk the pace of which you only see at a speed-walkers convention!
I know the date sucked. But I still felt kind of ripped off. I shaved my legs, did my hair, put on makeup, and carried a conversation for two full hours…and didn’t even get a lousy hug out of the deal!? I could have stayed home in my sweatpants, watched crappy television, and gotten drunk off a bottle of wine, and likely had a better time.
Lesson Learned: Set up a meeting with online fellows as soon as possible. It's annoying to waste three weeks of anticipation and excitement on a guy who turns out to be a dud (or an asshole, or married etc).
At this point, I was so annoyed that I actually went online and ended my paying subscription to Match. That lasted all of about 5 days. Dang them and telling me I have e-mails all the time. Curiousity killed my resolve.
On to the next one....
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