Name has been changed to a series of astericks to protect privacy.
I am trying to find a nice guy. An amusing pursuit at best. I will be using this site as one way of documenting this process. Went on a ‘date’ on Monday. Details as follows:
okay so here is my date with t** (take 2 on lavalife) (which just to kill any and all suspense – will not be repeated)
arrived at b***********. t** doesnt exactly look like his pictures. t** wears glasses (which is fine) and he likes to dress up. he is wearing a fancy shirt with gold cufflinks and a black blazer with grey pants. fanc-ey!
he points out at one point (very pointy!) during the evening that men in canada dont know how to dress and that they are sloppy. he found that when he lived in london that a man should dress according to his occupation. as he is a professional and an accountant he does not have a pocket (that is low-class) and does not have a pointed collar. *blink* i’m serious.
when i mention melbourne he attempts to correct my pronunciation. of the word melbourne. to which i reply “well i lived there for 3 years so i’m preeeeeeetty sure i know how to say it” he also decided that ALL australian men are pigs and they too do not know how to dress.
he mentions that he went to montreal with michael ignatieff! and he is great! you know who else is great? margaret thatcher! who he describes as the only TRUE socialist of britain! and who else? mike harris! cause the teachers were over-paid goshdarnit. he wants to be a politician. he enjoys talking. self described a big talker. and i agree. cause i barely got a word in edgewise.
he likes food. when i mentioned the cheese boutique he hadnt heard of it. but claims that he is something of a ”grand gourmet” so i say – you need to go to the cheese boutique. he is exceedingly doubtful that this place is of ANY merit.
i thought i was being a bit harsh in my inward criticism and thought – maybe if i see him again he will relax the f*ck down. but he was very open about the fact that he had no interest in seeing me again. cause we would fight too much. *agreed*
Aw I feel for you sista. T** sounds like a tool who has no true confidence, so he tried to pull the wool over your eyes with his fancy pantsy bullshit. Cufflinks does not a gentleman make!
I’m doing the Lavalife thing too, and it sucks. But I’m unemployed right now so going out and having men pay for my food and drink is more exciting than parking my ass in front of the TV and scouring the cupboard for whatever hasn’t expired, boorish as these men may be. At least you’re getting some writing out of it.
Good luck…I look forward to future posts!
Julia (Heather’s other Jules)