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re-enactment, retainers and therapy- September, 2011
I
decided to attempt internet dating again since I was returning back
to Michigan for a lengthier period of time. I got a message from a
guy and we had quite a bit in common. He wasn't freaked out about my
creepier interests in music, movies, etc. I did have a few concerns
about him since he enjoyed going to civil war re-enactments and liked
World or Warcraft which is a role playing game that I don't understand. I decided that I was just trying to talk myself out of
meeting him before I even had a chance to meet him, which is
something I'm good at. I have an impeccable ability to talking
myself out of liking any guy before it can get serious. With some
encouragement from my friends, I decided to make a date with this guy
and ignore my concerns.
He
wanted to meet asap and the night he suggested, I had plans with my
friend, Sunny (aka Crazy Red). I told him he could meet up with us but
my friend would be there. He agreed and we agreed on a
restaurant/bar in Portage. We got there first so that I could talk
to our waitress and instruct her that under no circumstances was
ANYONE pay my bill and a big tip would be coming to her if she agreed
to this. She did. He arrived and it was okay. Not too awkward. He
looked like his pictures and we ordered dinner. We chatted until our
food came and then things got dicey. As soon as his plate was placed
in front on him, he removed his retainer. At the table. Trail of
spit and everything. Then placed it in his pocket, not one of those
retainer cases... directly into his unsanitary pocket. I was
disgusted (I had a retainer in middle and high school and was a FREAK
about cleaning that thing. It would have never gone in my pocket,
EVER). I luckily was able to avoid barfing but now I'm thinking “he
couldn't have left that thing at home? In the car?”. It is a first
date afterall, manners are important on a first date cause what the
hell is he going to do with it when he's comfortable with me? Leave
it resting ON THE TABLE? Ewwww.. Another friend texted Sunny and
asked where we were so, Daisy stopped by. It was great timing
because Sunny and I wanted a cigarette and Daisy said she was cool to
be alone with him for a few minutes.
Sunny and I go outside for a cigarette. We were gone 3 minutes, maybe 4 at
the most. When I went back inside he was telling Daisy “so when I
got back, my superior officer told me that I had to seek counseling
because I was having trouble adjusting to civilian life again.”
Dude, literally just met my friend and was telling her this shit. I
was horrified. Not to mention he was drunk off of 2 beers which is
probably why he was oversharing with a stranger. At this point, I
was just waiting for my escape which coincided with Daisy finishing
her meal. I said my good-byes to him and left. I wasn't going to
say how awful the date was then and there as this guy just admitted
that he was having trouble adjusting to civilian life. I mean let's
be real, I'm not a moron.
I
get in my car with Sunny and we drive away, heading to another bar when
I get a text. It was from him saying how much fun he had on our
date. I ignored it for the night and then got a text the next
morning asking if I wanted to go to the river with him. This
semi-annoyed me because I specifically told him that I couldn't do
anything on Saturday cause I was heading to a wedding (it eventually
fell through but I didn't tell him that). I told him that I was busy
and that I didn't think we would work out. I used the no connection
card and that I was getting ready to move across the country in about
a month and was struggling to see all my friends as is. He was a
little too understanding, stating that he would wait a year for me.
I was freaked out and declined this. Funny thing, is I was friends
with him on Facebook. I met him at the beginning of July and left
for Yuma, AZ at the end of July. By October, he was married.
Hmmmm... very interesting.
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