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By Shcro1 Community Blogger Author bio | report |
Dating is harder than I expected. Trying to find that "perfect match" seems somewhat unattainable. My friends have started to settle for less, because they feel the best no longer exists. Perhaps they're right. Part of me hates to admit that, but I've seen what there is to choose from and it's scary.
I've decided that I will no longer find "the one", and maybe I too will someday settle. I recently tried my luck with a new man. We went out on a couple dates, and although I didn't feel that spark for him I gave it one last shot to see where we stood. I went over to his place to watch a movie (I am Legend). The first thing I noticed when I walked in his front door was that his whole apartment had been consumed with the smell of cigarette smoke. I was no stranger to the fact that he smoked, but I figured that he stepped outside to do so.
The second thing I noticed was how untidy his place was. If a man has a clean apartment that is a huge turn on. When I have a guest over for the first time I clean like a mad women. Clearly this was not a priority for him. His cream colored couched had adopted black arms from all of the cigarette smoke. His garbage was full and spilling out which prompted the response "I guess I should take out my garbage" (he never did). His carpet was filthy and he was growing tomato plants on his old gym equipment.
I tried not to let the overwhelming disgust deter me from trying to have a good time. He offers me a beer and I accept. He puts on a beer cozy and when I take a sip I noticed that even the beer cozy smelled like smoke! He pops in a mexican style pizza and turns on the movie. He dims the light for "movie effect", and I move closer to my end of the couch. Clearly this isn't working. So we're sitting there and he starts to crack his knukles and the bones in his feet! Now I'm not only disgusted but annoyed.
He has a smoker's laugh (you know the kind... when a heavy smoker laughs they sorta wheeze and you can hear all the phelgm in their chest). Still I sit there and try to salvage what is left of the night. The pizza is ready and he serves it up. I noticed on one piece the cheese was hanging over the plate and he picks it up and loops it around his finger (I forgot to to mention that he didn't wash his hands before playing waiter). I'm one of those weird people who can't stand the sight of someone fingering their food.
I force him to take that plate. I figured that was strike number three. There is no point in leading this man on any further. I know this will not develop into a long and meaningful relationship, and I might as well rip off the band aid now. Around 9:30, I tell him that I'd better get going and he looks genuinely disappointed. Surely he must of known from my body language that I wasn't feeling the same way.
He offers to see me out, and I tell him that's ok. When I get home he texts, telling me how much fun he had. I tell him thank you for inviting me, but I really don't think there is anything there romantically. He says no hard feelings, and best of luck. I'm now back at square one, and after being on a few bad dates maybe that's where I should stay for a while.
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Posted by Shcro1 on Nov. 12, 2008 at 11:56 a.m. (report)
Oh and as far as me saying that I wasn't trying to start a business, that obviously was me reading way too fast trying to register all the nonsense. I'm human (contrary to popular belief), and I make mistakes. I'm not trying to convince anyone of my intelligence, or anything for that matter (for the record I never said that I was a savant, but I'm sure you've drawn your own conclusion). You can believe what you want about me (seems you already have). I get a kick out of knowing some stranger is somewhere seething from reading a girl's blog. As far as the high maintenance comment is concerned (you meticulous creature) I was saying that it appeared to me that he was implying that I was high maintenance.
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Posted by Shcro1 on Nov. 12, 2008 at 11:45 a.m. (report)
I've had a very hard life and from that experience I know that I'm not better than anyone else. If that is what you take from my random comments about people that I meet, then that's your problem. I think that I've shown that I can make fun of myself on these blogs, and you're taking some things I say way too seriously. I think it's funny that you would take the time to go to one of my old blogs, and copy and past what I said just to prove your point (or lack thereof). I didn't know you cared so much. Your girlfriend is quite lucky to have someone so compassionate. The bar that I wrote about (since you can't get past this), is a sleazy place, and I never gave the name so how can you be sooooo sure that I'm speaking out of turn. I don't have "personal" experience with that place, but I know of enough women who had friends who did. I trust their word. If a man decides to not call me back because of some crummy blogs, then that is not the man for me. I'm not worried too much about that though, being attractive and all has afforded me selection.
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Posted by Red_5 on Nov. 12, 2008 at 11:28 a.m. (report)
I have a slow work day today so I have time to do this. These next 3 lines are cut and pasted from that blog about the shady bar.
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Posted by sandstorm on Nov. 12, 2008 at 11:22 a.m. (report)
i had a very hot girlfriend for 2.75 years.
i've been single now for pi.
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Posted by Shcro1 on Nov. 12, 2008 at 8:33 a.m. (report)
Wow, I never said that I was better than anyone else. I share my life experiences with people, and if you don't like my crummy blogs you and your beautiful girlfriend don't have to read them. What I said about the one rating was give it when it is due, not unjustly. I did not go soley on rumors regarding the bar, and I certainly didn't try to make a business out of it. I believe I said that a girl that I worked with had a drug slipped into her drink (not rumor, fact). I really don't think there is anything wrong with calling yourself intelligent or attractive. I never said I was gracing the cover of Vogue. I'm not sure anyone would refer to themselves as ugly and stupid when asked the question what they thought of themselves. I don't hate men at all, and the fact that I keep putting myself out there and trying to find a "nice" man proves that. If you're a bus rider, then you know that some of the people are truly strange with questionable hygiene. I don't apologize for speaking my mind. So best of luck to you and your terrific girlfriend of 2.5 years, and I'm so glad you enjoy my blogs enough to comment on them.
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