Saturday, September 01, 2012

Date No. 8203857

Well, it's probably not that many dates - but it sure feels like it.  I'm getting tired of the rat race of dating and honestly - I'm tired of going out on mediocre dates with guys I'm not really even interested in and then having them reject ME.  I mean - not that I'd reject them - but it still isn't fun.

Take last night for example - you know - date number 8203857 - Brian.  40, pharmaceutical rep, funny (at least over email, text and phone), divorced, 2 kids (ages 8 and 10), 5'9".  Normally divorced with kids and shorter than me isn't really my type but I'm trying (or was at least) to have an open mind about things.  We decided to meet at BLUE.  I'm going to write an entirely separate post on WHY NO ONE SHOULD GO OUT FOR SUSHI ON FIRST DATES.  Anywho.  We meet and we have good conversation, he touches me a few times on the arm - which I had always thought meant they're interested in you - or at least attracted to you - am I wrong?  Let me also say that earlier that day he was texting me notes about how incredible my smile was and how he was looking forward to meeting me.  Why do guys say these things when maybe they're not interested at all?

Anywho - things were going well and then I asked him about his management and hiring experience + tips as he had mentioned earlier he oversaw a team of 60+ people for work.  He had a million of them and they were all very helpful.  I don't know if I killed the conversation because I brought up work talk or not - but then he checked his phone (also very annoying).  While he was checking his phone I got up to go to the bathroom.  We left shortly after that and in the parking lot there was nothing.  About 6 feet away from each other, a nice to meet you and basically he said "keep on smiling".  No mentions of  "this was fun and we should do it again," or "okay - where to now?".   It was just... over...  I sent him the obligatory "thank you for dinner" text and have yet to hear back.

Not that I'm expecting to and again, it's not like I was totally into him - but again - just a little piece of you dies inside each time because what you think might or could have been has definitely just been knocked off the table and smashed to smithereens.

Which is why I'm taking a break from dating. Because I don't need anymore hopeful nights to end in disappointment yet again.  The break begins after Monday btw.  Read the next post for more on that. :)