Since I’ve been on Match.com again, I’ve tried to expand my social excursion options. This idea has recently run into a couple road blocks. The most recent social excursion was with a CP44. From her profile she seemed to be normal and had no red flags. The only thing I was concerned about was her challenge with technology. It didn’t appear that she knew what she was doing on the dating site.
Eventually we decided to switch from email to yahoo messenger. And of course that progressed to exchanging phone numbers and setting up a time & place to meet. CP44 wanted to have a margarita after work, so we decided to meet at On The Border in Plano. I should’ve known that this was the 1st sign of something going wrong. The last time I had a met someone at On The Border, it wasn’t a fun night.
When I arrived, I sat at the bar and text her. She claimed that she was already there and would come to the bar. Since it isn’t a big place, I looked around to see if I could see her. I couldn’t. Even the bartender looked for her. I text her again and said, ” you must not be here yet.. I don’t see you.” Eventually she replied and said she was leaving her table. At this point I knew she was lying. There was no one sitting alone at a table in the restaurant.
About 5 minutes later she walked through the door. CP44 had a large smile on her face like nothing happened. I decided to dismiss this as her just being silly and clowning around.
SP44 is a white woman standing 5’9″ tall. She’s a brunette with a medium build. I was trying to remember if she looked like her picture, but my memory was no help. At least she didn’t look like the last bad date that showed up in pigtails. CP44 and I decided to order drinks and chips. Within a few minutes she suggested that we sit on the patio. I was a bit shocked since it was 103 outside. I preferred to sit in the air conditioning inside. But what the hell.. I’ll go with the flow.
It was sweltering hot outside and I was sweating. During our conversation I found out that she wasn’t divorced. Her husband just moved out the house a couple weeks ago. I also found out that she has 6 kids. That’s right, six (6) kids between two (2) marriages. The best part is that most of the kids are older and there are only 2 of them at home. At this point I was just trying to remain positive. She’s a pastry chef at a local rock cafe.
Some how during conversation I mentioned a friend. I didn’t mention his name, but I mentioned his profession. Immediately she mentioned his name. I didn’t want to confirm his identity, but she persisted until I did. I thought she might have known him, since her 1st ex-husband was a professional athlete. But I was wrong. That’s when the conversation went downhill. Evidently SP44 met my friend on Match previously. And she didn’t like him. Initially I listened to her story. After 15 minutes, I mentioned that we’re friends. I wasn’t interested in hearing her bash him. Even though we are 2 different people, that doesn’t mean I wanted to listen to her rant and rave about how they didn’t get along.
I thought that 15 minutes would be enough to spend on this subject. But once again, I was wrong. I attempted to change the subject several times, but she kept coming back. And it didn’t help that she was drinking margaritas like kool-aide. After the third one, I told the waitress I was ready to close out my ticket. As you could probably guess, she was buzzed and loud. I had to tell her 3 times to quiet down.
To make things worse, I got stuck with the tab. I didn’t care, I was just trying to get out. So as we’re walking through the parking lot she says, “now that we’ve met.. I’ll leave the ball in your court to pursue me.”
Are you serious? Pursue you? Why would I want to do that? So I can listen to you bitch about my friend for another 2 hours? Or am I the designated driver?
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