I am an optimistic person by nature (I seriously made plans for the money that I would be winning every time I bought a lotto ticket); however, after 193 first dates and 3 second dates, I am beginning to lose my natural excitement for meeting people.
A little while back I was to meet someone outside of a restaurant/bar. I pulled into the parking lot and noticed a guy standing outside. He didn't notice me (he was on his cell) and as I circled the full parking lot I got a quick glance at him and realized (with a tiny bit of shock) that he was the person that I was meeting.......except that he looked about 15 years older than his photographs. I exited the parking lot, and no, I didn't drive off (although I would be lying if I didn't say that the thought briefly crossed my mind)...made a loop around the block and gave the parking lot (and the date) a second chance. On this second passing he saw me and waved (and there also happened to be open parking) so running away was no longer an option.
Up close I realized that I was mistaken......he actually looked about 20 years older than his pictures. I dunno if they were old shots or if he was the incarnation of Dorian Gray and someone had recently destroyed the original painting, but it wasn't pretty. Anyway, I tried to focus on the conversation but even that didn't go well....he talked about his previous million dollar business...his expensive homes...his athletic prowess. If I wasn't attracted to him before, I definitely wasn't now.
Everyone reminds me to have an exit strategy for dates that aren't going well. I always forget......or maybe I really am still a hopeless optimist after all.
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