*This post is dedicated to all of the people who encouraged me to blog about my latest dating experience.*
I think this might come as a shock to some of you…but not all dates are created equal. A few weeks ago I had an interesting dating experience. I think it might be my favorite dating story to tell. It definitely makes it into the top 5. A close second was the guy who said, "I had to choose between taking you on this date tonight and paying my rent." Who doesn’t like to hear a good dating story? Or even better, who doesn’t like to hear a bad dating story?
A few weeks ago I visited a different ward for church. After Sunday School a guy who looked like a tanned version of Vin Diesel walked up to me and a girl I’d just met and started talking to us. He was showing us pictures on his phone and talking about his friend’s kid. A few minutes later he mentioned that he’d never met us before, and then said to me, “Since you’re not in this ward, and I may never see you again, then it wouldn’t be weird for me to ask you out on a date. Can I have your number?”
It’d been a while since someone had asked me for my number, and while I could tell he wasn’t really my type, I figured he’d put himself out there, so why not? I asked my friend in the next class about him. She said he could be a little forward and intense, but he was a little bit more intense with girls who wouldn’t go out with him. She said he had gone out with some of her friends, and the dates hadn't been too bad. I told her the day we went out, so if anything went wrong, she'd be aware of it. I figured what’s one date?
The next day he called me while I was at work, and after about a 5 minute conversation, he said he’d text me to let me know the details. He sent me a location and told me to meet him there the following Thursday. This was the first date I’d been on where I met someone somewhere, but in this case, I think I liked it better that way.
I came home after work on Wednesday and took a nap. When I woke up I had a text from him. From the first text I could tell we were two very different people.
Before the date the next day he called to see if we were still on. I've never been more tempted to cancel in my whole life, but all of my friends said that I had to go. They gave me some very sound reasons as well.
1. Because we can't complain about being single if we don't take the opportunities in front of us.
2. Because they wanted to live vicariously through me.
3. Because I'd probably get a good story out of it.
Needless to say, they felt a little bit differently after they heard about the date.
The place that he told me to meet him turned out to be his newly remodeled house. I still don't know his age, but he had to be in his 30's. After a quick tour, we got in his car and drove to our mystery destination. The puppy barn.
I'd like to say that I like to look at animals, but I don't care much for playing with them.
It depends on the day and the animal, but my guess is it’s because most of my pets died due to their own stupidity, and it was sad every time. Because I’m being honest, I’d like to tell you a quick side story. About 3 years ago I was trying to decide where I should live. I had recently returned from my LDS mission and I needed to move to a bigger city and be around people my own age. I was interviewing at multiple jobs and I thought I’d try my luck at a clothing retail store. I’d never done retail, but how hard could it be? I went to my interview and filled out a 5 page questionnaire about brands of clothes. I left about ¼ of the answers blank. My name finally got called and I was taken into a tiny room in the back. Before this experience I would have said I had excellent interviewing skills. We started talking and the lady said, “Tell me 3 things about yourself.”
I opened my mouth to speak, and before my brain could connect to my thoughts, words started coming out!!! This is when I heard myself say, “I hate animals.” She looked surprised, and I’m sure I did as well. So she said, “Oh, that’s interesting. Why do you hate animals?” I quickly tried to explain myself, and I word vomited all over her. Then as some consolation prize and to try to win back some dignity I added, “I also tried out for America’s Next Top Model 2 years ago.” (How either of those things would help me get a job in a clothing store…I have no idea.) Needless to say, it was a short interview, and I never heard from the store again.
I’m not really sure what happened, or why I said that, but I choose to believe that it just wasn’t meant to be. Like this date that I went on. It was pretty much doomed from the beginning. I’ll spare you all the details, so we don't have relive the whole thing, but basically he was more into himself than the date, and would one up any thing that I had to say. He kept complaining about being single, and I kept saying it wasn't that bad. I told him I was happy being single because that was the phase of life that I was in, and I'd be happy in the next phase of my life as well. Lets skip to the highlights.
I gave him a hug after our date, I got in my car, and I drove away as fast as possible. I didn't text him after, and was hoping that we had a mutual understanding that things just weren't going to work out. That's never how it works though.
In the evening the next day he texted me again. I was on my way out of the state, and I've found that being honest is the best thing when it comes to dating. My guy friends always tell me to just tell the guy what you really think. So I did. He didn't take it well.
I must admit that I was a little surprised by his reaction, but I guess it could have been worse. His insults didn't really work on me, and my answers probably just made him more mad. The best part has been retelling this story and hearing my friends reactions. My favorite so far was this meme.
Also this GIF from my sister.
So we weren't soul mates, I lost 2 hours of my night, become even more grateful for my seat belt, and all of the awesome people around me. If nothing else, maybe this blog will make you more grateful for the person you ended up with, or make your realize that your last Tinder date wasn't as bad as you thought it was.
*Update: I just found out from a mutual friend that this guy was 15 years older than me. I thought he was maybe 6-8 years older.