Another Match.com date! Jason and I have been chatting for a few weeks now and discovered that we both work on Elgin, so I suggested we meet up for a coffee. After my last disastrous date with Neil, I want to avoid wasting any more of my time. A coffee date is perfect for that - short and sweet! Jason is 37, same height as me, a doctor, separated and has two sons (ages 7 and 9) and lives not too far from Centretown. He has 50/50 custody with his ex, so has his sons every other week. He seems like a great dad and really enjoys spending time with his kids (good sign).
Jason had contacted me first and when I read his profile, it really spoke to me. I also liked his 'alias' of 'onethankfuldude'. He seemed really sweet, polite and thoughtful. Hopefully I wasn't off base this time! My one worry was that while his messages all seemed really well written, that Jason would turn out to be boring... or worse... lack a sense of humour.
We met up this morning and I was pleasantly surprised. He has a very welcoming smile and we laughed a lot on our date. Turns out, Jason works at a medical clinic on Elgin - but is also experiencing some restructuring at work himself, so we chatted about that quite a bit. He's very into music and plays some music himself. We chatted for about 45 minutes before I headed back to work. I gave him a hug and he said he would be in touch soon. I had a nice time and would go on another date with him. Time will tell!
UPDATE: I did go on a second date with Jason after he was done a late shift at work. Very sweet guy, but I just wasn't physically attracted to him. Also, he seemed very busy being a part-time dad and full-time doctor!
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Neil
I don't even really know where to start with this one...
After chatting briefly on pof, Neil asked me if I'd like to meet up for drinks sometime this week. Typically, I chat a bit more with a dude prior to meeting up, but thought to myself, what the hell - why not. He seemed polite and very excited for our date. I knew that Neil was 37 yrs old, 6'1, had a freelance job in marketing/publishing (used to be the editor of a well known local newspaper), and lived downtown. That was about it.
We agreed to meet up on Tues night at Bridgehead at....9pm! Immediately I wondered why so late (ahem, past my bedtime), so asked if we could push it earlier to 8pm. He had to work until 8pm. I asked if we could meet up somewhere that served alcohol. We compromised and agreed to meet at Atomic Rooster at 8:30pm. Sidenote: I clearly didn't read his profile closely enough to see that he doesn't drink (recovering alcoholic maybe?).
Neil was waiting for me outside. He was super handsome, but I was thrown off by what he was wearing (as he did say he was coming straight from work)... jeans, sweatshirt and a backpack? He almost looked like a panhandler. He explained that the Rooster was too noisy and suggested that we go to the Royal Oak. I made a reference to it as the 'Dirty Oak' (which anyone who lives downtown would understand), but poor Neil didn't get it and I think misunderstood, thinking that I was unhappy with his choice. He ordered a Pepsi and I got a beer. And then things got weird.
Case in point:
- smacking his hubba bubba gum with his mouth open
- putting his arms behind his head in the booth we were sitting at
- cracking highly offensive/politically incorrect jokes which were NOT funny
- eyeing me up and down, massaging my shoulder from across the table, holding both of my hands, asking me to touch his mosquito bite(??)
- asking me if he 'passed the interview' or if he got a strike for being a renter
- telling me how he doesn't have kids, but he sure likes to "practice" (ew) and then wanting to cheers to it
- super rude to wait staff
- making fun of me for working in the gov't
- making fun of crunchy granola hippie types who live in Centretown (says the guy who is wearing BRACELETS, brags about yoga and lives in Centretown himself!)
- could sense his huge disappointment that I wasn't artistic (he asked me this question several times)
The list goes on and on. Neil was super cocky, arrogant and all over the place. He'd ask me a question, I would go to answer, and then he would jump into another question. Was he high?!
Neil suggested we go for a walk, which I (stupidly) agreed to. Again, I am terrible at getting out of horrible dates. That should have been my cue to leave.
The bill came and Neil mumbled something about going dutch. I explained that I only had a $20 (as did he). I figured he might just offer to pay for my drink, but no. He gave his $20 to the waitress who started to give him change for the bill, but then he sharply asked her what she was doing; that he had asked her for change for a $20. She was confused (as was I)! She gives him change and then he puts down $6 and she explained that he will need to pay for the rest of the bill (obviously). He then states that the $6 is for me and then I awkwardly put down my $20. Talk about complicated and embarrassing!!! When he went to the washroom, I apologized to her. Neil made a comment as we were leaving that the waitress seemed surly.
We ended up walking to a different bar where we got one more drink and the weirdness continued. We had nothing in common. I was annoyed because I had left my bike behind when we were walking in the direction of my place. After going dutch yet again, we called it a night. We walked back toward my bike and then parted ways at one of the intersections. I sensed he lived more North of where we were walking and wanted to ditch him. I gave him a quick hug, said it was nice to meet him and to have a good night. Of course this guy wouldn't walk me to my bike late at night or care if I got home safely!
This was our text message exchange when I got home:
N: Cute. But you're one hard person to read lol
J: Sorry lol
N: I don't often sit in bars. Glad we went to that second place. I'll remember it.
I was mostly upset that I wasted my time with this weirdo instead of staying in to watch The Bachelorette.
UPDATE: Jay
Jay recently reached out to me a few times on pof... once about a month ago asking me how my summer was going and if I had been up to the cottage (I didn't respond) and then again more recently after creating a new profile (not sure why?)... he asked if he could basically have a second chance, that he still owes me a drink. I told him that the moment had passed and wished him luck.
UPDATE: Rob
Rob and I ended up going out on about 5 dates in total, including one spectacular bday dinner prepared by moi. I went to a lot of time and money to do something nice for Rob. So when I suggested a movie as our next date, I thought he would offer to pay. Nope. He asked if I wanted to get the movie tickets and he would grab the snacks.... To be honest, this turned me off. He's a DIRECTOR in the government for god's sake! It never dawned on him to perhaps pay for BOTH the movie and snack... is chivalry dead? Perhaps. After the cheap movie date, I didn't hear from Rob for a good 4 days. I could tell he had lost interest... but I had left my 'good' Tupperware at his place (ahem, leftovers from above mentioned meal) and wanted it back. I swung by to pick it up and could tell by Rob's body language that things were done. He didn't seem to really want to let me into his place - I didn't feel welcome, so I left. A few hours later, I texted him to see how he thought our dates were going and he admitted that while physically attracted to me, he didn't think we 'clicked' in conversation. I always got the impression that maybe I wasn't too 'intellectual' enough for him, not that we had deep discussions. Maybe this is why Rob is single at 44? Sigh!
After chatting briefly on pof, Neil asked me if I'd like to meet up for drinks sometime this week. Typically, I chat a bit more with a dude prior to meeting up, but thought to myself, what the hell - why not. He seemed polite and very excited for our date. I knew that Neil was 37 yrs old, 6'1, had a freelance job in marketing/publishing (used to be the editor of a well known local newspaper), and lived downtown. That was about it.
We agreed to meet up on Tues night at Bridgehead at....9pm! Immediately I wondered why so late (ahem, past my bedtime), so asked if we could push it earlier to 8pm. He had to work until 8pm. I asked if we could meet up somewhere that served alcohol. We compromised and agreed to meet at Atomic Rooster at 8:30pm. Sidenote: I clearly didn't read his profile closely enough to see that he doesn't drink (recovering alcoholic maybe?).
Neil was waiting for me outside. He was super handsome, but I was thrown off by what he was wearing (as he did say he was coming straight from work)... jeans, sweatshirt and a backpack? He almost looked like a panhandler. He explained that the Rooster was too noisy and suggested that we go to the Royal Oak. I made a reference to it as the 'Dirty Oak' (which anyone who lives downtown would understand), but poor Neil didn't get it and I think misunderstood, thinking that I was unhappy with his choice. He ordered a Pepsi and I got a beer. And then things got weird.
Case in point:
- smacking his hubba bubba gum with his mouth open
- putting his arms behind his head in the booth we were sitting at
- cracking highly offensive/politically incorrect jokes which were NOT funny
- eyeing me up and down, massaging my shoulder from across the table, holding both of my hands, asking me to touch his mosquito bite(??)
- asking me if he 'passed the interview' or if he got a strike for being a renter
- telling me how he doesn't have kids, but he sure likes to "practice" (ew) and then wanting to cheers to it
- super rude to wait staff
- making fun of me for working in the gov't
- making fun of crunchy granola hippie types who live in Centretown (says the guy who is wearing BRACELETS, brags about yoga and lives in Centretown himself!)
- could sense his huge disappointment that I wasn't artistic (he asked me this question several times)
The list goes on and on. Neil was super cocky, arrogant and all over the place. He'd ask me a question, I would go to answer, and then he would jump into another question. Was he high?!
Neil suggested we go for a walk, which I (stupidly) agreed to. Again, I am terrible at getting out of horrible dates. That should have been my cue to leave.
The bill came and Neil mumbled something about going dutch. I explained that I only had a $20 (as did he). I figured he might just offer to pay for my drink, but no. He gave his $20 to the waitress who started to give him change for the bill, but then he sharply asked her what she was doing; that he had asked her for change for a $20. She was confused (as was I)! She gives him change and then he puts down $6 and she explained that he will need to pay for the rest of the bill (obviously). He then states that the $6 is for me and then I awkwardly put down my $20. Talk about complicated and embarrassing!!! When he went to the washroom, I apologized to her. Neil made a comment as we were leaving that the waitress seemed surly.
We ended up walking to a different bar where we got one more drink and the weirdness continued. We had nothing in common. I was annoyed because I had left my bike behind when we were walking in the direction of my place. After going dutch yet again, we called it a night. We walked back toward my bike and then parted ways at one of the intersections. I sensed he lived more North of where we were walking and wanted to ditch him. I gave him a quick hug, said it was nice to meet him and to have a good night. Of course this guy wouldn't walk me to my bike late at night or care if I got home safely!
This was our text message exchange when I got home:
N: Cute. But you're one hard person to read lol
J: Sorry lol
N: I don't often sit in bars. Glad we went to that second place. I'll remember it.
I was mostly upset that I wasted my time with this weirdo instead of staying in to watch The Bachelorette.
UPDATE: Jay
Jay recently reached out to me a few times on pof... once about a month ago asking me how my summer was going and if I had been up to the cottage (I didn't respond) and then again more recently after creating a new profile (not sure why?)... he asked if he could basically have a second chance, that he still owes me a drink. I told him that the moment had passed and wished him luck.
UPDATE: Rob
Rob and I ended up going out on about 5 dates in total, including one spectacular bday dinner prepared by moi. I went to a lot of time and money to do something nice for Rob. So when I suggested a movie as our next date, I thought he would offer to pay. Nope. He asked if I wanted to get the movie tickets and he would grab the snacks.... To be honest, this turned me off. He's a DIRECTOR in the government for god's sake! It never dawned on him to perhaps pay for BOTH the movie and snack... is chivalry dead? Perhaps. After the cheap movie date, I didn't hear from Rob for a good 4 days. I could tell he had lost interest... but I had left my 'good' Tupperware at his place (ahem, leftovers from above mentioned meal) and wanted it back. I swung by to pick it up and could tell by Rob's body language that things were done. He didn't seem to really want to let me into his place - I didn't feel welcome, so I left. A few hours later, I texted him to see how he thought our dates were going and he admitted that while physically attracted to me, he didn't think we 'clicked' in conversation. I always got the impression that maybe I wasn't too 'intellectual' enough for him, not that we had deep discussions. Maybe this is why Rob is single at 44? Sigh!
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