I had a “first date” tonight. It has been six years since I dated and I was sorely disappointed. The evening just didn’t go well, and as we parted ways, I felt really sad.
Not knowing this man (blind date), I chose where we would meet. I didn’t want him to “know” where I live, just in case. This date was a disorganized mess. He had no plans, no reservations, no idea how we would spend our time together. We met, and the place had a convenient bench nearby to make our initial small talk. In twenty minutes, he answered four phone calls. He never said to me, “Hold on a sec, I have a call.” He just answered his phone, right in the middle of a conversation with me. I didn’t know who he was talking to, me or the phone! Very discouraging for a first date…
In that same twenty minutes, his last call was from a stranded sister with a broken down car. Now that’s cool that he would go and rescue his sister, yet that meant our date had ended. I went home, all prettied up, thinking of microwaving an easy dinner. Yet before I could put my food into the microwave I got a text message. Seems someone else could pick up the stranded sister, her fiancé. Weird how she didn’t ask him first. Whatever…
So he asked me if I wanted to continue the date and have dinner. I agreed and met him. The waiting for a table was about 25 minutes, so we sat outside on another bench and made small talk. Unfortunately, if it weren’t for me asking questions, there would have been no conversation at all. He never asked a single question about me, nothing, nada, zero.
Don’t get me wrong, he seemed like nice enough guy. Good at dating skills? Uh no. We came to our table and he just sat down. He didn’t pull out my chair. Guess I have been spoiled by gentlemen…
The man could not stop playing with his phone! Guess these “smart phones” take away any dating knowledge a man ever had. Geez! Put the phone down, ask the girl a few questions, and give her some attention!!!
I brought up lots of subjects and discovered we have very little in common. He is not crazy about dogs. He is not crazy about kitties. He doesn’t like seafood, sushi, Japanese food or wine.
I had to ask him to walk me to my car (that was parked quite a ways away), as he didn’t offer, disheartening.
Yet as soon as I got home, I had a FaceBook message from him, wondering what the rest of my evening was gonna be like. I let him know I would be working on some photography stuff, yet he kept writing and hinting… He eventually asked if I wanted some company, and I didn’t answer… I left it hanging.
He’d be a fine friend. He’d be a fun buddy. But I didn’t feel any chemistry at all. He didn’t focus in on me at all, until he got home to his FaceBook account, and decided he wanted to spend more time with me tonight. Why didn’t he plan ahead and have some evening plans in case he was interested? I don’t get it… The date had no plans at all… So once he got home, he was asking to come to my home and hang out for the rest of the evening… So okay, Gather folks, I’d like to address these issues as to why I don’t want to go out with him again, but all I can think of are “You didn’t” type sentences. Not cool.
Help me re-phrase these sentences?
1. I had no idea you were interested, you didn’t ask a single question about me.
2. You didn’t make me feel special by answering your phone so many times.
3. We don’t have a lot in common.
The date made me sad. It made me wonder if gentlemen still exist… Gee, I sure hope so…