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Beware - this is a rant. Hopefully some funny will come out of it.
So tonight was a TOTAL waste of time. Except that the Pepperettes I bought on my way home were tasty - all of them - because I ate them all, all at once. Yes, I know, that's disgusting. It does, however, beat fighting with my cat over them. I would also have gotten Cadbury Cream Eggs had the store carried them. (Who doesn't have Cadbury Cream Eggs this close to Easter?!)
I was annoyed before I got to the wine bar. I was turning off of Bank Street onto Fourth Avenue when my phone rang. I picked up because the guy who was calling has cancelled in the past, just an hour or so before we were supposed to meet. Clearly, not promising.
I suppose I agreed to meet him tonight (we met through an online dating site) because my standard for write-offs is if he stood me up.. it's not happening. Where this guy was concerned though, he always sounded so apologetic I thought, why not? And too, there is an element to all of this of - I just wanted to meet him to get it over with so that he'd stop bugging me for a date. Bad idea; so bad. I need to raise my write-off bar.
This guy, when I saw him, instantaneously became 'Old Guy'. He was a fitter (I use the term loosely) version of Philip Seymour Hoffman but with fuller cheeks, somehow. I really, badly wanted to say 'Yeah.. no' and walk away. I had been asking for better photos from him online and never got them. I now see why.
He called when I was turning onto Fourth because he was on Bank Street looking for the Fourth Avenue Wine Bar. My reaction: Are - you - kidding - me? Readers take note, I had sent him the address prior to meeting. No surprise - the Fourth Avenue Wine Bar is - yes, on Fourth Avenue. Two points: 1) We have Google now and 2) I teach kids all day; I DO NOT want to school a man.
Old Guy is actually younger than my ex-boyfriend but somehow he seems waaaay older. Hopefully I will age more like my ex and less like Old Guy. Old Guy reminded me that there was a time, when I was in my early and mid twenties, that I dated older men and felt that it was strange and not for me. Then I met the ex and that changed. Now it feels like that barrier is broken but it seems that these older guys are more like Old Guy. I can practically smell mothballs. And while I want to say that it just goes to show that it really isn't about age, in the end, given the probabilities involved.. it mainly IS about age. Lesson: I'd probably have more fun with someone closer to my age.
One more thing about Old Guy. Let's do the math together, shall we? So.. Old Guy moves to Ottawa from Montreal about 8 months ago. Bam! He meets a lady, they start to date. Bam! 7 months later, it's over. In the meantime, how long do you think, dear reader, that Old Guy has been making lamo contacts with me? Hmm.. definitely more like 2 months than 1 month.
Old Guy is sucky and lame.
Final confession: I also bought marshmallows to go with my Pepperettes.. *I will metabolize this*, *I will metabolize this*..
ps: Who should I go out with next? 2BELOVEDBYU? Dys_func? What about Aidan_76 (his real name is Blair)?
I swear to God, these guys make me want to buy a collection of chastity belts.
Beware - this is a rant. Hopefully some funny will come out of it.
So tonight was a TOTAL waste of time. Except that the Pepperettes I bought on my way home were tasty - all of them - because I ate them all, all at once. Yes, I know, that's disgusting. It does, however, beat fighting with my cat over them. I would also have gotten Cadbury Cream Eggs had the store carried them. (Who doesn't have Cadbury Cream Eggs this close to Easter?!)
I was annoyed before I got to the wine bar. I was turning off of Bank Street onto Fourth Avenue when my phone rang. I picked up because the guy who was calling has cancelled in the past, just an hour or so before we were supposed to meet. Clearly, not promising.
I suppose I agreed to meet him tonight (we met through an online dating site) because my standard for write-offs is if he stood me up.. it's not happening. Where this guy was concerned though, he always sounded so apologetic I thought, why not? And too, there is an element to all of this of - I just wanted to meet him to get it over with so that he'd stop bugging me for a date. Bad idea; so bad. I need to raise my write-off bar.
This guy, when I saw him, instantaneously became 'Old Guy'. He was a fitter (I use the term loosely) version of Philip Seymour Hoffman but with fuller cheeks, somehow. I really, badly wanted to say 'Yeah.. no' and walk away. I had been asking for better photos from him online and never got them. I now see why.
He called when I was turning onto Fourth because he was on Bank Street looking for the Fourth Avenue Wine Bar. My reaction: Are - you - kidding - me? Readers take note, I had sent him the address prior to meeting. No surprise - the Fourth Avenue Wine Bar is - yes, on Fourth Avenue. Two points: 1) We have Google now and 2) I teach kids all day; I DO NOT want to school a man.
Old Guy is actually younger than my ex-boyfriend but somehow he seems waaaay older. Hopefully I will age more like my ex and less like Old Guy. Old Guy reminded me that there was a time, when I was in my early and mid twenties, that I dated older men and felt that it was strange and not for me. Then I met the ex and that changed. Now it feels like that barrier is broken but it seems that these older guys are more like Old Guy. I can practically smell mothballs. And while I want to say that it just goes to show that it really isn't about age, in the end, given the probabilities involved.. it mainly IS about age. Lesson: I'd probably have more fun with someone closer to my age.
One more thing about Old Guy. Let's do the math together, shall we? So.. Old Guy moves to Ottawa from Montreal about 8 months ago. Bam! He meets a lady, they start to date. Bam! 7 months later, it's over. In the meantime, how long do you think, dear reader, that Old Guy has been making lamo contacts with me? Hmm.. definitely more like 2 months than 1 month.
Old Guy is sucky and lame.
Final confession: I also bought marshmallows to go with my Pepperettes.. *I will metabolize this*, *I will metabolize this*..
ps: Who should I go out with next? 2BELOVEDBYU? Dys_func? What about Aidan_76 (his real name is Blair)?
I swear to God, these guys make me want to buy a collection of chastity belts.
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