I have found a new app to go on dates with and it is called Bumble. I like it because it seems to be a different caliber of guys for on-line dating. Or, so I thought.
This one guy hits me up and we decide to go for a drink by my house. He said he gets off of work at 8:00 pm every day so could we meet at 8:30 pm. Sure, no problem I said.
He wanted to know where we should meet and if a guy asks me, it is going to be close to my house. So, I pick a bar that is around the corner from me.
As I get on my elevator to meet this guy, my neighbor gets on the elevator as well. Except, he is going to the 7th floor so he could work out. I say, have a good work out and I am on my way to the date.
I get to my date and he is already drinking. (Not sure how many he had). We start chatting and I ask what he does for a living since he works until 8:00 pm. He said he is a bartender and it is the most stable job he has ever had.
We then learn we went to the same college and we have one friend in common. However, to say it is like pulling teeth to have this conversation is an understatement. He seems like an introvert and very difficult to talk to. He had many one word answers which I, of course, have no patience for.
He then proceeded to drink 2 more beers in 20 minutes (uh oh). I am nursing my one beer and he had finished 3 total.
Then, out of nowhere, he says, we will take the check. I thought, well, I am glad he isn't feeling it either but, I wasn't even finished with my one beer yet. He said, I will pay for this. And, I thought well, you should. Don't act like you are doing me any favors!
Then, he leaves! He leaves me sitting at the bar by myself. I couldn't believe it. In all of my years of dating, I have never had anyone just leave me at the bar, they walk me out, etc. I thought, this guy is really a piece of work.
I then look around the bar to see if there is any other talent and unfortunately there wasn't. So, I take myself back home. As I ride the elevator up, we stop on 7 and pick my neighbor back up to go upstairs. I started laughing hysterically thinking he just worked out in the time I had an entire date. (He put in 30 minutes).
So ridiculous.
I go ahead and delete all of his information and just chalk it up to a swing and a miss.
The next day he texts me - and, here it goes:
Date: Sue, I would like to apologize for my quick exit last night. I felt like we were not a match and I could have handled the situation better. Again, I am sorry and good luck in your quest.
Sue: I completely agree that we weren't a match, but I have never in my life had someone just leave a date that way. I am glad you recognize how rude that was.
Date: I was rude. A thousand apologies. I acted childish. I realize that now.
Sue: Thanks for the apology.
Date: Our mutual friend spoke very highly of you. Sorry again.
Sue: (although I wanted to let him have it, I refrained and didn’t reply).
Lesson learned: Always have dates during the week (verses the weekend) so you don't have regrets of missing out on other fun things in case it goes South.
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