Being single does have its advantages. You don't feel pressured when you go out and you don't need to confront certain people on where you are going, who is going to be there, and what time you would home...although it felt nice to know that at least someone cares.
I never really had that much luck with guys and have only been on 2 REAL dates before (one I really enjoyed too). Guys were never interested, and I just couldn't figure out why.I would never be asked out and when I took the initiative to ask a guy out..I would get rejected (hey, there is no rule saying a girl can't ask a guy to a movie or dinner! Be strong and independent) I'm smart, funny, pretty, and have good morals and a sense of self-worth. I'm pretty sure "Jersey Shore" as something to do with the decline in actual nice guys and the perception on how girls really are - NOT TRUE.
I'm sure there are some decent men out there, only thing.. you have to date a bunch of 'losers' to get to him....
Then comes that disaster of a night.
Date: Sunday, February 13, 2011
A good friend of mine had proposed the idea to me of going on a blind date. A mutual interest in professional wrestling is what sparked it (come on, who doesn't watch UFC now?). Any who, I was a little apprehensive about the whole idea. I typically don't do good on dates number one. Number 2, does that not seem a little desperate of someone trying to set you up on a blind date? I was told, yes. Gee Thanks!
Me being in the hospital for a bit and just pretty much holding it off, I finally agreed to go and meet Dave. Hahaha..I could of saved my time.
I was to meet him at Buffalo Wild Wings in New Roc City. Of course I was standing outside in the cold for 13 min. before I took it upon myself to get a table. He finally came (..uh ..I mean arrived..) and introduced himself and sat down. What is the first thing he says to me? Jokingly -yet, serious- of course. "Not gettin' any drinks?"
Geez, why does everything have to come to the fact that I don't drink? I always feels it does or is it just me?
Right there, big turn off.
Not much else bad to say about the date. Good conversation and we got along great. Talked about family, jobs, movies.. typical stuff. Although, I do have to mention that he like wrestling when he was a young child, but could care less about it now. The one reason this date was made does not exist. No biggie :)
Here is the "Erin Grrrrnesss" part...
Dinner and dessert were done. Now it was time to go play mini golf - which I love fun dates like that :) I leave to go to the potty (always tingle before you leave) and I come back and he is gone...so is his coat. Wtf? Did I just get ditched? I waited there a little until I realized.. yep, I just got ditched.
How humiliating is that? Being the day before Valentines Day made it even more humiliating for me.I honestly did not think people had the balls to do that. Well, I guess if they did that then they have no balls and is just a pussy ('scuse my french)
I wanted to die. I felt so useless. What happened? What did I do wrong now? Until I realized, I did nothing at all wrong. Not all dates lead to a second one, but be a man and a gentleman and finish out the night and let it be that. Your mother must of not raised you right if that is how you treat women. Not to mention, my gym has been closed for construction since Dec 20. I have not received a paycheck since. So the $67 tab (which included drinks not ordered by me) I got stuck with didn't make things any better.You could imagine my rage.
According to my friend, Dave wasn't 'feelin' the date. Um, that's your excuse? Again, pussy.
I still can't figure out what the problem is.The only conclusion I can ever get back to (which is a shallow conclusion, but this world IS shallow) is the fact that I don't drink. I always felt I would never get asked out are even invited to hang out with friends and acquaintances because of this. I don't understand why it would be an issue but it's just what I feel.
I know life is a matter of trial and error. You learn and grow stronger with every experience and know not to make the same mistakes twice. Yet, I still find it incredibly hard to find a date.
I am still upset and dissapointed that the one date I really enjoyed didn't end up they way I would of hoped. I wish that person would communicate to me about this so I know.
I guess lack of communication and pussyness are two of the things I need to watch out for.
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