Date gone wrong.

Met for coffee with a guy 10 years my senior
(he didn't look it, for those who are curious).
On the phone, he had great personality..
in person, he was OVERTHETOP obnoxious..
he told me this story:

"I went out on a date with this woman. As we were having dinner, I noticed another couple very close to out table, kind of watching us. At the movie we went to, I noticed this same couple a few rows behind us....I confronted my date about 'her friends' following us, but she denied it.

A few days later, I got a phone call from this woman's phone, but it wasn't her on the other end, it was someone else....the woman who had chaperoned us all night. This mystery woman had called to tell me that she didn't think I was a good match for her friend and that I laughed too much and obviously I wasn't a serious person.

So, I told that woman she was a fat cow and that my cat would look better in that outfit she was wearing."

Uhhhhhm. What?
Am I supposed to be impressed by this story?

Because I'm not. Now I just think you're disrepectful to woman (the fat cow comment)
and weird (the cat/outfit comment).

Uhmm. Yeah.

Once more...

Hi all.

I don't want this to feel like "welcome to my blog, have a seat, gear up for some laughs". I want it to feel like, hey, old friend, listen to this one...like you've come in right in the middle of me telling a great story to a group of people in the middle of a coffee house. Drag over a big comfy chair, put too much sugar in your coffee and settle in, indian style, to listen to the irony of my life. 

This boy and I broke up over a year and half ago. We broke up because he couldn't be in a serious relationship. As of today, he's been with his girlfriend for almost a year and a half. Huh.

 

I'm just glad that his inability to be in a relationship hasn't prevented him from being in one.

What's worse is that I don't talk to him; I find this information from friggin MySpace. I think we're living in this age of digital information... people know things way too quickly. I'm forced to receive, absorb and analyze information at a rate that makes me feel like I just got off the Rotor, which was this terrible spinning ride at the Great Escape in upstate NY. They shut that ride down in the last 5 years and took it off the premises. There's a good reason behind why they did this; kids kept throwing up in it, and the gravity forces would hurl the hurl all around the ride. 

Look at this as a metaphor; information should not travel this quickly, otherwise, you end up with hurl being hurled all around the room. 

Enjoy that little literary treat. I'll be back with more.