The Non-Single Boy

So you might have thought I was gone never to return...but never fear, I'm still single ;-)

My latest foray into the "dating" world (you'll understand in a minute the quotes)...has left me surrounded by boys with GFs. Is it better or worse than they're GFs the guys don't like...?

I have had flowers left for me...dinners bought (didn't know about the GF at that point)...WTF?

Where does the friendship end and it becomes awkward for the "taken" guy to spend time with a new girl...is it the "newness" that makes it uncomfortable...or are we just talking shady men?

~NOT Trying

Mr...Normal?

I've struggled since Saturday night to figure out what to write about this date...basically because he was so...NORMAL(?!)

I'm almost disappointed that I don't have a good story to tell! THAT is what this experience has done to me so far, ugh. Literally, I meet this nice, normal guy....who talks and pays for dinner and doesn't make odd comments, or try to weirdly touch me...and my thought walking away? "Hrm, no good story to tell about this one"

With that said, he was a nice guy, who lives near me, works as a journalist, likes to travel, prefers white wine to red (like me)...but I left with a question:

What do you do if you had a good time, but there was no "spark"? Or really, what constitutes a spark? I mean, I don't think I'm expecting love at first sight...but am i really at the point where just meeting a normal guys means an automatic second date? Actually, I gave Mr Sunglasses a chance...definitely need to try this guy again ;-)

Look forward to your thoughts...

~Trying...

Mr Tongue

So this isn't really an online dating story...it's more a story of a shady, shady man. Which, it's not shocking to think there's a shady man in Las Vegas...it's more the gumption!!

So I'm dancing *boogie boogie*, feeling the beat and all that...and short man comes up. Now, I'm not judging the shortness (well, maybe just a bit)...BUT, it's the sneaky way he slides in between me and a friend and just latches on...like, no slowly inching in...but CLAMP, he's attached.

I give a "why me" look to my friend...and try to decide the best way to handle this...since I TRY not to be rude...but then suddenly my face is grabbed and there's a tongue coming at me! EW EW EW...and I frantically start flailing arms trying to escape...

Thankfully, my friend came to immediate rescue and removed Mr Tongue and we fled that dance location...I just wanted to send a warning to the ladies that they're a wild tongue out there on the loose!!

~ Wasn't Even Trying on This One...

Mr Metro...

All right, all right…I’ve finally been bugged enough to write another entry (even bribed with cookies - Cave Cibum), though I admit I haven’t been on another date. You might be asking yourself “why hasn’t she been on another date?”…and I could answer that (though I’d wonder why I needed to)…but instead I’m going to tell you a story…

One day in early April I leave my office, and walk out into the sunshine. A nice looking gentleman walking by strikes up a conversation with me…we chat while walking to the metro…he offers his number and from there…we part ways…

Now, I, of course ask every possible person I’ve met in my entire life “should I call this guy?!” (some decisions should not be made on one’s own)…and pretty much 80% of people said “no, you shouldn’t…a guy should call the girl”. Of course I ignored that suggestion and called Mr Metro…

Instead of getting together immediately (as anyone would after talking to me for 10 minutes, duh)…we start emailing until he has some free time…then he starts texting. Now, you all know I’ve been pretty patient with the gentleman so far…(read some previous posts if you need some clarification!) but extreme texting annoys me. MAKE PLANS! I don’t need a modern penpal!! (especially one who writes “do you like older men” – what is this, email porn?”)

So it comes down to a Friday night text at 10:30pm from Mr Metro saying “what are you doing now?”…and really I got extremely annoyed (probably more from the fact that an accurate response would have been “sleeping until your text woke me!” then from the text itself)…but either way I didn’t respond…

Cut to a few days ago and WAM…an email from Mr Metro (YES the FIRST time I’d heard from him since that text!!!) - “hey, sorry I’ve been busy, I switched jobs…how are you? Want to get together?”

WTF?!

Does he really think that’s an acceptable email at this point? OR that he’s going to get a positive reply…um, no…

~Trying

Something to keep you entertained...

Just something to make you laugh while I'm working to many hours to find time for a date ;-)

Thanks to Pam for the link!

Female point of view...

http://msn.match.com/msn/article.aspx?articleid=7735&TrackingID=516311&BannerID=544657&menuid=6>1=10091

Male point of view...

http://msn.match.com/msn/article.aspx?articleid=7734&TrackingID=516311&BannerID=544657&menuid=6>1=10091

Notice please that the woman's male dates were WEIRD, and the guy's female dates just "didn't click"....figures ;-)

Note

So I've been getting lots of questions regarding my next date (seriously people...can you blame me for needing a break?!) I was just taking some time to see people I actually like, and work's been a bit crazy.

But don't worry...just wanted to let you all know I'm on it!

Hopefully some new posts next week ;-)

~Trying...

Date #3

I've been struggling to figure out how to write about Mr. Tickle Fingers (the name will become clear)...but the more I think about it, the weirder the evening becomes and it's been a challenge deciding where to start. Just a few things to keep in mind however, this guy is 36 (a bit older, yes), and currently unemployed ("interviewing").

There was some mix up in meeting (I'll leave that alone)...but eventually we found each other at the bar at which point he said he'd been ready to leave since he was sure I'd seen him earlier and chose to ignore him...(hmmm, why didn't you come say hi to me if you saw me?). Anyways, as i struggle to get the conversation started (i left my couch for this damn it!) he mentions being in sales, and i asked what he sells.

Mr. "I used to sell politically incorrect adult toys...guess what they were..."
Me "um, no that's okay, i think i get the picture"
Mr. "no no, guess, i want to see you blush"
Me "no really, i don't want to guess" (can I F-ing leave now?)
......continues in this vein for a bit...
...only to learn he sold guns...awesome...

As I struggle to not kill myself making conversation, he keeps making remarks about how I'm a trouble maker...(you try anything buddy and you have no idea)...and at one point he actually says:

Mr. "I'm going to have to tickle you, such a trouble maker"
(...um, no...)
Me "i really don't feel that you know me enough to touch me"...
Mr. *hands start to reach over*
Me *SMACK* hitting his hands away (seriously dude?)
Mr. "you're not being very fun" (yup, the anti-fun...that's me)
Me "i don't really prefer to be tickled in the middle of a bar"
Mr. *smirks* "well, i might just have to put you over my knee and spank you then" (WHAT?!?!)

Strangely at this point I got really tired and said it was time to go...but don't worry...he said he had a good feeling about me passing the "get to see him again" test, and he'd be in touch. Thank goodness I am such a lucky girl...

~ Trying...