Here are the stories of my 3 dates from last week…
The first was Wednesday. We met at a bar and chatted over drinks. He casually mentioned that he had been clean from cocaine for 9 years, but then said he did a line 10 days ago. He sometimes buys for his friends (sounds like a good idea) which is why he had it on him. I just responded, “snorting things freaks me out.”
We ended our date with a hug and went our separate ways. I did not think the date went that well, but he texted that night and said it was good to meet me and continued to text me until on Friday he finally said:
You can see from my response in blue that I was a bit hesitant to jump into dating this one. Our conversation went on through text messages and he basically told me that he knows it’s a lot to ask, but he could really use support through all of this. Um, dude, we’ve been on one date. Yeah, that’s a lot to ask.
He then got mad at me saying that I was judging him. I explained that while I would give him “selfish” because I was only thinking of myself in this situation, I was not judging him at all. After one date I don’t know him well enough or care enough to pass judgement.
From past experiences, substance addiction is not something I can deal with, but I am trying to keep an open mind about all the people I’ve come across on OKCupid. When a 5′ 4″ man messaged me, I thought I’d give him a chance. I’m 5′ 3″ so he’s taller than me. I just can’t wear heels.
So Thursday, I met the 5′ 4″ man for drinks and live music. At one point during our conversation he told me that his mom lives in what they call “The Hobbit Hole” because she is only 4′ 11″ and you have to go down stairs to get to her front door. Hilarious. I’m glad I kept an open mind because we had a great time, so there will definitely be a second date.
This brings us to Friday night and Brian Boitano. We went to dinner and planned to go ice skating, hence the whole Brian Boitano nickname. I was worried he was going to bust out a Triple Salchow while I was running into walls, or innocent bystanders, since that is the only way I know how to stop myself on skates.
We ended up going to a bar after dinner instead of skating, and had fun, but I think he may be too nice for me. I don’t want to date an asshole, but I do need someone who challenges me, isn’t offended by my truckdriver language or 12 year old male sense of humor, and will put me in my place when I’m being an asshole. Since I am trying this whole open minded thing, I will give it another shot and keep you posted.