. This guy had a sweet natured-look to him and seemed altogether harmless. Let me just start by saying this assumption was wrong. First scratch: I love me some alcohol, but there's a time and a place and a certain level of decency you have to uphold when indulging. I'm always cautious about drinking upon first meeting someone, because first impressions are... well, something. But on our first date, after drinking his 7th beer at the restaurant, which, he'd been day drinking because he was off, he proceeded to tell me how he hoped we didn't get in a bar fight at the pool table. I'm sorry- what? But that didn't deter me from playing pool, but certainly was another scratch. Oh, you might want to get your popcorn for the next part. Any first date that involves a learning endeavor, is always an indicator you're in for a treat. Not only did I learn in this game of pool that he was a sore loser, but he didn't even try the whole slick, "let me make sure you're holding it right gesture.." Dude, I warned you, when we were still in the "talking stage" that I suck at all bar games... Scratch that. I am challenged at performance of sports. End of story. That's All She Wrote. It's a fact. Lysol kills 99.9% of germs. He tried to gloss it over with a few joke-jabs but was visibly mad at me for tanking our score, thus holding back our team. I didn't see trophies anywhere and I thought the point was to win me... not some game you'll probably never think about again. Yet here I am, reenacting this game for all 11 viewers to read and snicker and gasp about. Then, he kissed me quite liberally and almost didn't come up for air. In the middle of the pool hall. Where he just said he might break into a fight. How bizarre.. "Ooooh Baby (oooh baby). You're a little bit crazy, little bit craaa-zayy. Every time I look around (around)."But I kept trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. We ended the game with no sticks being broken or jabbed into someone's eye or asshole. Haha! Hey, just referencing from one of his stories.. Which I believe is largely facade.. But hey, I wasn't there. Once we proceeded to the parking lot, where thank God I drove myself. I made an effort to slip into my car and was able to manage dodging a goodbye kiss. He claimed he would text me, and oh he did. After a bit of time in between other disappointing dates, I agreed to go out with him again. We went to an early dinner like old people early... 4:45 to be exact. Conversation was consistent and interest was fluid. After several drinks each, I cut myself off, but did so alone. Okay... The strange thing, which indeed called for a third scratch was, he kept making a comment that the waiter kept looking at me. I didn't really notice, but I said, maybe he thought I looked familiar; I do that ALL THE TIME. "Oh, I thought I saw John Wayne. That would make my day; he's such a stud muffin."After bringing up one more time, his phone rang demanding that he return to work. Hospitality duty calls. Which is the largest field of work here, possibly tie with military due to the 4 military bases in Charleston. I asked if he was good to drive and he claimed he was... Going buzzed to work, seems legit. Can I get a scratch four over here? As if that didn't already leave a bad taste in my mouth, he sent me a "boxer pic" that night. Mind you, he was working an over-nighter...thus on the clock, so to speak. I'm going to go off a limb and say it was a he already had this suggestive image saved to his phone .... But would you really be surprised if it was some other story? Anyway, I find it disrespectful when me do this without warrant; I feel like it tarnishes my perspective of them and is degrading because it highlights me as a sex object instead of someone to pursue in a relationship and then have that intimate aspect unfold naturally. Typically, this is my bold perspective upon receiving dick pics but in this case, I used this as my scapegoat. Have I received enough dick pics for every day on the calendar year? Regretfully so, but it was principal. If you really trying to pursue someone and that is your goal, don't coward behind a screen. Make a move in person. This is the reason I don't date guys on Bumble. Since the girls have to make the first move, all the ones I've encountered have possessed no initiative... for such a minuscule amount that it's invisible next to my level of initiative. Which, yes, he was indeed a bumble match. I used this as my final scratch and didn't hear from him much after that. He claimed he was proud of his body and that's why he did that but.... he already deemed no longer worthy of my time, with more than triple the scratches I got in the 2 rounds of pool we played. He moved off the continental US and I suppose is trying to sink some other holes. haha (had to ;) 8 Ball Cheesecake Ball |
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