Tired of Graigslist Dating
I’m not sure if I’m hard to please or if I just read into the meaning of peoples choices too deeply, but in reference to Mark’s choice of restaurant; he’s pleased me and it shows he ‘gets me’, you get me??. It’s in the old part of the city and the front hasn’t been changed in many years and still has the beautiful big curved windows that lead to the door and lots of art nouveau stained glass. Inside all the original woodwork is still there, it has a high ceiling with an old domed skylight and plants hanging from the rafters like a Parisienne café circa 1910. I love it. All the tables and chairs are odd, I collect old wooden chairs from car boot sales and junk shops. When I sit down I notice the one next to me is exactly the same as one I have in my bedroom, which is very odd considering it’s about 80 years old and Mark doesn’t even think I’m a crackpot when I start wittering on about this chair. Lets face it, most blokes would be like ‘yeah, whatever luv!’.I have the most amazing Beef Wellington I have ever tasted and we talk non-stop, the boy did good.
After dinner we go for a walk around the old city walls and at a point overlooking the water and the city lights I just stop, turn around and go in for the snog. He’s slightly taken aback! I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I just want to know if there’s a physical connection or not – simple as that. It’s not like I want to jump into bed with all the good dates I have but I would if I felt like it, I’m not ashamed to say that. I think so many people are in denial that as long as you ‘get along’ then sex isn’t that important which is such crap. It’s the only thing that sets you apart from being friends! When you’re with someone (after the honeymoon period) you take things out on them just because they’re nearest, its perfectly natural but there’s got to be a reward for putting up with that from each other and I believe it’s the physical stuff.
Anyway, we have a good snog, it’s nice but he doesn’t exactly say ‘That’s it, you’re coming back to mine…’ It seems the modern man would never do that, its just not the way to treat a lady. Well maybe I want a real man and I ain’t no lady! ;) Hmm, he wants to see me next week. So what do I do next? I start driving home, switch on my phone to a barrage of texts from Casual Fling (CF) and I go round there. Do I feel bad? Not really. I’m still a free agent.
I am knackered for work the next day because I stayed up late with CF, he didn’t ask where I’d been and I didn’t tell him. We had a catch up, a good laugh, watched a film etc…. Stupidly I have a lunch date from the website arranged which was a ridiculous date to make on a Monday as I was guaranteed to be tired from the weekend. He works nearby and we meet for a drink in a local bar. His photo’s looked lovely; tall, dark because his mother is Indonesian, wants to re-train as a life coach (is that great or wanky??), well he can start with coaching me if he likes! Guess what – he looks about 12 in the flesh and his communication skills are about that level too. Maybe I’m just tired and intolerant but I am so rude to him, I practically implied that we weren’t quite in the same league and he should just hop it back to playschool. Whoops. I feel bad then, I need to ‘check myself’ as they say in the hood.
I spend the afternoon thinking about nothing but a good night’s sleep, however, I will have the wrath of Roomie to face as she will want to know where I got to last night. I’m just daydreaming about this while making tea in the kitchen at work when my mobile rings, it’s a really deep handsome sounding voice. I can’t freaking believe it – it’s only the super tall gorgeous guy at my mates house from yesterday! He called Mr&Mrs T to ask for my number, apparently after much squabbling between themselves Mrs T persuaded Mr T to hand over my number and leave us to it! Well we have a little chat and he’s pretty straight talking, just says he liked the look of me and wants to find out more. He makes me go all giggly which is hilarious, he knows I can’t chat for long because I’m at work but tells me I have his number now so I can text him whenever I want! I return from the kitchen red faced and excited which must have looked a bit suspicious ;)
David then text to say he was hoping we could fix up another dinner soon but he was going to be away on a training course and then subsequently working 2 weekends. I can’t say I’m devastated. Meanwhile Mark left a voicemail saying how much he enjoyed our date and wanted to know when he could see me again. How lovely, but all I can think about is the hunky giant, I think he might be just the kind of beast I’ve looking for……
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