Friday, September 17, 2010

Driving Mrs. Daisy

Alright so I went on a date yesterday with my boyfriend of 4 months. My day had been very hectic so imagine my relief when he said "I'm taking you out". Yay! some fun EXACTLY what I needed. He then asks if I would mind driving. ummm? I thought you were taking me out? but okay yeah I can drive. We arrive at the restaurant order drinks then his phone rings. He then proceeds to check his voicemail. He goes outside to return the call and chit chats for a long time. I start to wonder if he is going to come back. Eventually like 10-12 min later he does. I'm like is everything okay? yeah it wasn't an emergency. I try to get through dinner though it's clear I'm upset. Call me old fashioned but taking a long call at dinner when it isn't an emergency is just straight rude. The rest of the dinner is really awkward as a result. After dinner he asks me to stop by Lowe's and Target. I try to manage getting through his errands. He then asks if I can take him to Publix so he can pick up a gift card. At this point I'm completely exhausted (it's been hrs, at one point i had to watch him spend 15 minutes contemplating what caulk he needed). we get back to his place and unload all his purchases. I tell him I'm going home and he responds you don't want to spend more time with me? I responded No I just want to go home. I finally get home and wondered wth just happened to my friday night. I wish I had stayed home and painted my nails instead..

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Crazy Cat Lady

So my story starts off like anything innocent enough. I just entered college and ended a long-term relationship with my high school sweetheart. I made the mistake, while being barely 20 years old, of joining a dating website. I met a gentleman, who admitted right away that he was older than me. Okay, I was used to dating "older" guys (like 4 or 5 years older), but I didn't think much of it. He told me originally he was 28. We hit it off pretty well, exchanging e-mails and I agreed to meet him. I didn't have a car at the time, so he offered to pick me up. He told me he would take me to dinner and we could pick up a movie at Blockbuster and retire to his place to hang out. BIG MISTAKE! First off, he rolls up in a pick-up truck with his BROTHER driving. When I get into the truck, I was smashed into the tiny "back seat" while he looked at me with a backwards glance trying to talk to me. Oh, and the truck stalled twice on the half hour drive because his brother had a DUI, in which he had to use a breathalyzer every so often or the car would turn off! Anyways, we end up pulling to his place ... his mom's place. With his brother. I walk in and there are CATS everywhere! Strays, actual house cats, feral cats, you name it, they were there. I have two cats myself but this was ridiculous. His mother was in the living room, smoking, telling me how nice of a butt I had in my jeans. He then proceeds to make us all spaghetti and I got to sit surrounded by cats and his family relentlessly complimenting me on every aspect of me. After we ate, we ended up watching the Matrix on USA and his brother drove us home. Oh, and did I mention that he admitted to actually being 32 years old, not 28?! A big no-no. Anyways, he asked to kiss me and I politely declined. He contacted me a few months later saying he got a car of his own, but still lived with his mom. I declined, but boy, when you are 32 and living with your mom, the last thing you do is have your DUI-convicted brother pick up someone you see as "wife-material." Wow!