Er .. Don’t look now but there’s a man .. Crying .. In my bedroom!
I’m gonna guess that every woman who’s ever done the dating thing has probably had a date just like this before. You know – the one with the cute guy .. The cute guy that you made cry ..
No? Just me?!?
I have to say (in my defence) that I do not think I am an overly mean or unkind person. Sure, I’d definitely not fit the category of “super nice” but I’m not the most ball-busting kinda girl you ever met either. Well.. Maybe at work .. but in my personal life, I’m a complete sap ..
So to find myself in the situation of having a crying man in my bedroom was a little .. disconcerting .. to say the least!
During a dating phase (that lead to the series of dating disasters posts) a friend introduced cute guy and I via email.. We lived a few hundred miles away from each other and spent a few weeks exchanging some quite fun emails til the day came when we decided to meet up.
As per my “impatient female” thing, I like to meet fairly quickly when doing the online thing. Simply because I find things can move faster online and if there’s no chemistry in real life – tis best both parties know this!
Which perhaps segways neatly to another thing that always perplexes me – How some people seem so much funner electronically, than they are in real life!?
So anyway this guy duly rocks up to my town .. On the train. Which I did find kinda weird, but figured ..actually I don’t remember, it was a long time ago now. All I remember is thinking it was weird! That said, I picked him up at the station and we came back to my place where we sat and talked for awhile.. a long while.
Or so it felt, because O H M Y G O D this man was stultifyingly boring..
Every conversation I started was killed within a few short sentences. Every single door (conversational) slammed shut .. it was the most bewildering few hours ever spent!
But I’m no quitter. I boxed on! After all, the guy had uh, trained here from a few hours away and I felt I owed him something .. Or I’m a dreamer and just hoped it’d get better .. !?
Now maybe this next bit makes me a hussy but we’d covered a bit of ground during our chats before meeting and the concept of him coming to stay was something I was comfortable with.
And so, when evening fell and we made our way to the boudoir it’s fair to say I was .. bemused by how things went..
He stepped out of the en-suite and presented himself fully clad .. in flannel pajamas. Hot, I know..
Now I have to say I don’t believe I have EVER met a man who doesn’t happily disport himself about the place naked. You just seem totally cool with all your bits hanging out. So to be met by a man primly standing, book in hand (I know, right?) in his jimjams at the foot of my bed was .. weird.
Let’s roll with weird as today’s adjective.
I won’t go into gory details but let’s just say that our evening of “fun” together was akin to .. a 78yr married couple, I’d guess. Actually, maybe there’d be more wheezing and panting with that couple?
Hell it was awkward. Weird, even!
Next morning, in my attempt to ascertain what had gone wrong, I just upped and asked. “Dude, where’s your manhood?” Ok ok I didn’t say that but I’d guess from his response that I said that for all the words I uttered were slightly less harsh ..
And so it is you suddenly have me standing clad in appropriately (for the weekend I thought we’d planned!?) skimpy red lingerie, bemused, confused .. And frustrated to all heck – with a crying man in my living room.
To prove I am not completely awful.. once he had his lil cry by my clothesline (mm there was a storm out and cry … followed by me coming out to go “WTF?”) I very kindly dropped him back at the train station and bade him ..
Posted on March 3, 2012, in Humour, Love, Rants, Relationships, Stress and tagged Blogs, Dating, Hope, Humor, Inspiration, Life, Lifestyle, Love, Marriage, Musings, Online dating, personal, Quotes, Random, Rants, Relationships. Friendship. Bookmark the permalink. 32 Comments.