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So I was chatting with this guy for about a week. Cute pic, so sweet, seems extremely normal. So we decide to meet up. I had a few things that made me about half an hour late. Of course I let him know I was late, not just blowing him off. I get there, and what was at the table was NOT what his pic was. Let me start with, I am not shallow. I don't judge looks. Granted yes, there has to be a certain level of attraction. But come on. The pic was a cute guy, facial hair that looked awesome on him, red hair (a weakness of mine), great smile. amazing skin. What I got. No facial hair, horrible skin, long thin ashy brown hair (which was very unkempt), glasses that were a style my dad would wear that didn't fit his bulging forehead face. So now that I've established my disappointment, and bewilderment, I will continue on with the actual date.

I told myself to sit down and enjoy this. He is sweet and I'm likely over reacting. Well, when he looked at me, it was kind of creepy. Like there is something else going on in his mind...things I rather him not be thinking. He orders a side salad, and only eats the tomatoes, and leaves the remaining food looking like a wreath...in the circle with the hole in the middle. He requests new coffee in a new cup because there was a coffee grain on his cup. He doesn't have a car. I already knew this. I had assumed if it was recent. No, over a year ago. His drivers license is expired. Um...I like the option of going to adult gathering places if I date people. I'm 30, he's 32. He eats slower than my grandmother. But unlike her it is in a very deliberate fashion. OCD came to mind. He couldn't follow anything I was saying. You'd think I was speaking to him in Japanese.

The end of the date couldn't come fast enough. I wished I had bolted though. He starts whining...seriously...whining about the bus he would have to take to get home. So he hints "unless you want to take me home". Which I ignored. Two mins later he say's it again. I shrug. You'd think he'd get the point. No. He said it AGAIN. So I said I would. He could have just walked it was so close. He asked me if I wanted to come in. "Hell no" came to mind, but I politely said no, sped off, and came home to have a few relaxing beers.