'Contender 3' aka 'The Truth about Cats & Dogs'
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. And with 'Contender 3' this is truly the case, as my gal pal Jeannie introduced this scenario in to my life. No harm no foul, and I know Jeannie's best intentions were there. Just sometimes your own intuition is the one you need to follow. Let the dating saga continue:
The one night I had driven to the land of 'far, far, away' to see 'Contender 2' gig, I get a phone call with an exuberant Jeannie that she 'found a guy for me'. Okay, now my first thought was; 'was he lost?' my second thought was 'well that's cool but I'm kind of hanging out with someone...I think'...and my third thought was 'how did you find him now? because you never mentioned him prior to this. But she had asked if she could give him my number and being that things were up in the air with 'Contender 2' told her absolutely. Until I am locked in to a relationship why should I put all my eggs in one basket...right?
So the following morning, I actually get a phone call from 'Contender 3' who sounded nice. Seemed a little goofy, yet intrigued and there was a lot of laughing. But it wasn't the kind of laughter that came from easy joking or free banter. I would have to go with more an awkward kind of laughter. We did discuss religion, some our pets (of course I had to bring up the tag-team of the dastardly duo) and he has some kind of monster of a dog (which don't get me wrong I love dogs too). As we're talking he inquires about my father (whom I failed to mention for the main reason that my father is not a part of my life). So I said to him he was treading in murky waters, and he retreated if only slightly asking why was that. So I told him that I was fine to discuss it, but I do not speak with my father (for lack of better term) as it is his choice. I did express that I was lucky enough to have had my mom's oldest brother step in to the father role. But my question and point here is that after I said it was 'murky waters', instead of just backing off until we got to know one another a bit more or respecting that comment he had pushed until I said I was okay to discuss this issue. What's up with that guy? It turns out that 'Contender 3' is ten years my senior, never married and has no children. None of this bothered me, but it did peak my interest as to why he was never married. He also pumped me for information on my longest relationship...and how long ago that took place. What is this, the inquisition? When I asked him his in return, he pretty much stuck to my answer. (coincidence or not...I found that a bit odd.)
And people...again I will stress that it is what is on the inside that counts. Granted there does need to be some sort of physical attraction...but it isn't all about looks. Next thing I know, he's telling me he has a 32 inch waist. Is that supposed to impress me? And by your shouting out your measurements, are you expecting me to shout out mine? Well to knock him down a peg...I did. I told him 38C, which flew right over his head. But why, why WHY does someone feel compelled to disclose that kind of information right off the back? Or expect you to disclose your weight/height/etc. Immediately? So we left the conversation off on a good note...and agreed to chat during the week to make plans for the following weekend. After hanging up, I did decide that he was a bit forward but I'd give him a chance.
Let's jump ahead, shall we? The following Wednesday I did call and got his voicemail, leaving him a message to call me that evening as I'd be home. So 'Contender 3' did proceed to call, yet he did so during 'LOST'...a big no-no. I joked around with him about that, but again, instead of saying 'go enjoy your program, call me when it's over' he proceeded to yap about absolutly nothing, with big gaps of silance or disinterest. So I tried to gracefully get him off the phone yet he did not want to. Trying to firm up my own weekend schedule, asked him what he had planned for that coming weekend. It is then that he proclaims he 'forgot to tell me, he was going away with the boys' to a football game in D.C. But he wanted to know what I had planned for 'a week from that Friday'. I had already had plans to go to a house-goods party with Cousin Fran, and I told him that. He then tried to coerce me in to dropping those plans to meet with him. 'Uh, yeah dude...been down this road before. The controlled by boyfriend, and somewhat abused road.' Not going to happen again. If I have a prior commitment, will keep said prior committment. I did tell him I had Saturday or Sunday free, but for whatever reason those were not do-able for him. 'Contender 3' then wanted my home address as he wanted to send me a card. I did not feel easy about htis guys. Why did he want to send me a card? And what would be in this card? And what if there was no card, yet a stalker in my front shrubs? I posed all these questions to him, and he got slightly miffed that I would be concerned about giving him the address. So with feelings of guilt, and figuring I would kung-fu his stalker-ass if that was the case gave him the address.
Stay tuned for part two
The one night I had driven to the land of 'far, far, away' to see 'Contender 2' gig, I get a phone call with an exuberant Jeannie that she 'found a guy for me'. Okay, now my first thought was; 'was he lost?' my second thought was 'well that's cool but I'm kind of hanging out with someone...I think'...and my third thought was 'how did you find him now? because you never mentioned him prior to this. But she had asked if she could give him my number and being that things were up in the air with 'Contender 2' told her absolutely. Until I am locked in to a relationship why should I put all my eggs in one basket...right?
So the following morning, I actually get a phone call from 'Contender 3' who sounded nice. Seemed a little goofy, yet intrigued and there was a lot of laughing. But it wasn't the kind of laughter that came from easy joking or free banter. I would have to go with more an awkward kind of laughter. We did discuss religion, some our pets (of course I had to bring up the tag-team of the dastardly duo) and he has some kind of monster of a dog (which don't get me wrong I love dogs too). As we're talking he inquires about my father (whom I failed to mention for the main reason that my father is not a part of my life). So I said to him he was treading in murky waters, and he retreated if only slightly asking why was that. So I told him that I was fine to discuss it, but I do not speak with my father (for lack of better term) as it is his choice. I did express that I was lucky enough to have had my mom's oldest brother step in to the father role. But my question and point here is that after I said it was 'murky waters', instead of just backing off until we got to know one another a bit more or respecting that comment he had pushed until I said I was okay to discuss this issue. What's up with that guy? It turns out that 'Contender 3' is ten years my senior, never married and has no children. None of this bothered me, but it did peak my interest as to why he was never married. He also pumped me for information on my longest relationship...and how long ago that took place. What is this, the inquisition? When I asked him his in return, he pretty much stuck to my answer. (coincidence or not...I found that a bit odd.)
And people...again I will stress that it is what is on the inside that counts. Granted there does need to be some sort of physical attraction...but it isn't all about looks. Next thing I know, he's telling me he has a 32 inch waist. Is that supposed to impress me? And by your shouting out your measurements, are you expecting me to shout out mine? Well to knock him down a peg...I did. I told him 38C, which flew right over his head. But why, why WHY does someone feel compelled to disclose that kind of information right off the back? Or expect you to disclose your weight/height/etc. Immediately? So we left the conversation off on a good note...and agreed to chat during the week to make plans for the following weekend. After hanging up, I did decide that he was a bit forward but I'd give him a chance.
Let's jump ahead, shall we? The following Wednesday I did call and got his voicemail, leaving him a message to call me that evening as I'd be home. So 'Contender 3' did proceed to call, yet he did so during 'LOST'...a big no-no. I joked around with him about that, but again, instead of saying 'go enjoy your program, call me when it's over' he proceeded to yap about absolutly nothing, with big gaps of silance or disinterest. So I tried to gracefully get him off the phone yet he did not want to. Trying to firm up my own weekend schedule, asked him what he had planned for that coming weekend. It is then that he proclaims he 'forgot to tell me, he was going away with the boys' to a football game in D.C. But he wanted to know what I had planned for 'a week from that Friday'. I had already had plans to go to a house-goods party with Cousin Fran, and I told him that. He then tried to coerce me in to dropping those plans to meet with him. 'Uh, yeah dude...been down this road before. The controlled by boyfriend, and somewhat abused road.' Not going to happen again. If I have a prior commitment, will keep said prior committment. I did tell him I had Saturday or Sunday free, but for whatever reason those were not do-able for him. 'Contender 3' then wanted my home address as he wanted to send me a card. I did not feel easy about htis guys. Why did he want to send me a card? And what would be in this card? And what if there was no card, yet a stalker in my front shrubs? I posed all these questions to him, and he got slightly miffed that I would be concerned about giving him the address. So with feelings of guilt, and figuring I would kung-fu his stalker-ass if that was the case gave him the address.
Stay tuned for part two
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