I believe this particular sassy brunette was all but finished with online dating, like most people are in the waning months of a dating site subscription left to linger. She would take literal days to reply until finally offering me her number as she flat-out “never checked the dating app anymore.”
From there we agreed on a pizza date at a place I had never been to before. We met inside the place and she was well presented. Perhaps her photos were 3-4 years old but nothing to complain about. The only thing I can complain about was the pizza. It was essentially hot sauce, cheese and honey – yes, honey. Between burning my mouth and lips I also had sticky fingers. I hate all 3.
From there we went to grab a drink at a really cool bar and we had a great conversation filled with laughs. This wasn’t like a date, it was like a reunion with that friendly acquaintance that you only use to chat with in the high school smoking section and nowhere else.
Before parting ways we kissed and she said “let’s do this again soon!” and I agreed.
I even set the date for the following weekend, but I truthfully wasn’t really into it after a few days had gone by – while we indeed had a good time I don’t think enough was there to warrant the work involved with meeting again . The morning of, like she was telepathic, texted me a cancellation saying that after work it was just too much to head back into the city and that she just wasn’t up for it. I respectfully let her know it was no problem at all and to take care.
Second dates should only happen if you had such an amazing first that you can’t wait for the second and can’t stop thinking about the person – not out of boredom or “what if”.
We met for a coffee in her part of the city and while our conversation flowed nicely, I wasn’t sure if I was all that attracted to her. After coffee we went to another spot for food before I dropped her off. A few days later she called me and asked if I would like to see her again – I said sure and set a time that I would pick her up and we would drive around and find a spot to chill at.
The reason I was more or less open to a 2nd date with her was because she stayed all covered up during the 1st and I really had no idea of what type of body she had and I wanted to see the goods.
Date day arrives and I drive to pick her up, meeting her at her front door. We drove to a busy part of the city, parked the car and walked until we found a weird little hipster paradise that managed to screw up simple bacon and eggs. Highlight moment was when she managed to spray her entire front-side with hot sauce while trying to get it to come out of the bottle – it looked like a crime scene and smelled absolutely horrid.
After eating (and her cleaning herself up with 400 napkins and a few trips to the ladies room) we left to go for another walk but soon ended up back at her place.
We had tea and watched TV but she made it clear that her bedroom was strictly off limits! We kissed and played around before I called it a day and went home – knowing I wouldn’t be seeing her again. She had a very structured vibe about herself and a little controlling which I don’t like.
She texted a few times before I told her there just wasn’t enough chemistry – just not enough click. She rebutted that clearly all I wanted was sex and I just deleted the message. No, I don’t go out on two dates with you, pay for everything all in the weak attempt to “use you” for sex. If I wanted that I would have met her again, but I am not here to waste anyones time, including my own.
So here we are with blog post #1, which may or may not be a lengthy series going over my dates. I am an average looking, single professional, 33 year old guy in a large city. I am using online dating sites (we’ll get into specifics later) which all spurred from a short stint using Tinder a couple months ago after hearing that the Olympic athletes were using it in Sochi.
I had previously said I’d never online date, but thanks to Tinder here I am.
Going on two months in I’ve already met 8 women from the cyber bar and each is and has been unique.
I am learning too as I go, I am not an expert at this, but I welcome you to share in my destiny, which includes misery in my journey to find a mate from online dating.