Ever get the feeling that you're banging your head against a wall, hoping to meet someone you actually like?
Last week, out patio-trolling, I met a sexy soccer-player. OK, not a professional soccer player or anything, but he plays soccer. And he looks like he plays soccer. After chatting for quite a while about, well, nothing I can recall, he asked for my number. He was charming, and did I mention sexy? So I gave it to him.
When he called, I was a little taken aback to discover that, charming though he was in person, he did not give good phone. I couldn't shake the feeling he was stoned when he called, almost too stoned to carry on a conversation. But hey, some people just aren't great on the phone, so I gave him the benefit of the doubt.
He called again the day of our date, this time in the middle of the day, and again, I'm almost certain he was seriously stoned. Now, as a confirmed recreational alcoholic, I'm not one to judge, but I was getting a bit of a maybe-a-bit-too-laid-back kinda vibe. And I realized I never asked him what, if anything, he does for a living.
So we met for a drink. Now, either it's a personality thing and he's just a really super mellow guy, or he is stoned, pretty much all the time. I'm guessing the latter. Again, my point is not at all a judgemental one. It's just that I have a job, children, a house, hell, a blog to update for that matter, and I find it a little hard to relate to a 42-year-old guy whose biggest worry is not running out of rolling papers. Sure, he was charming, in a I'm-so-stoned-everything-is-beautiful kind of way. Which is probably more fun when you're stoned too. But I was getting the feeling there wasn't a whole lot going on beyond the laid back charm. When I asked what he did for a living, he mumbled something about trying a couple things and not quite figuring it out yet. OK... When I asked about past relationships, he told me he'd tried settling down with a girl, but has decided it's not for him. Right... And you want what from me exactly? Yup, I thought so.
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Yup, Next!
DEFINITELY Next!
No Stoners for me either....Move on.
Good grief, where are you finding these goofballs?
I have a great buddy who is 41, a great dad, successful and single. He can't seem to find the right woman.
Maybe I'll tell him to get completely high and post a comment. :)
I know, I can pick 'em. It's a gift.
RE - Send your friend on over. Drunk/stoned comments are always welcome, especially from successful single dads.
I must admit I've done the puff and call myself just to be able to get through what are sometimes painful phone conversations.
But I've never gone on a date high. Sitting across from a woman yapping about her dog, or her job, or how much she hates her roommate is sleep inducing enough without the aid of the green stuff...that's for AFTER the date.
Marc - maybe if you shared with your dates they would be more interesting? I know I for one am insanely charming after a couple of glasses of wine.
Totally loving your blog!
This post made me so depressed, cause it is seriously the story of my life. I actually went on a date with a guy, who I solely refer to as the "2am bong guy." If single dad doesn't work out with you, will you send him my way? After a week of bad dates (and I mean seriously terrible), a little hope would be a really sweet present. Love reading your blog.
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