FLOPPY

Flippity floppity flop flop FLOP. My MATCH date was a royal FLOP. It wasn’t a bad date, but definitely a blah date.

First off, my friend Kate was right, at least in this case, I knew within the first 2 seconds whether there was potential. There was none. It wasn’t that he wasn’t cute- he was in a super- skinny- kinda- quirky- guy way, and he definitely was the same guy from his picture. However, I am pretty sure his picture was taken at least 10 years ago!! WTH? In addition, his shirt looked like it came from about 20 years ago. Button down teal. Bright, 80’s Miami Vice-ish teal… So we were not off to a good start. I was feeling a bit deceived.

The conversation went okay, but there was a lot of pompous selling, to be expected from a salesman on a first date I guess. But I wasn’t buying what he was offering, in the least bit. Then to top it off, after I had politely refused placing another drink order with the waitress, he took the liberty of ordering me a drink while I was in the restroom… Uh, thanks but I’m a BIG girl, I know my limits, and am more than capable of ordering drinks when I want one. Shady!!

Thankfully the date ended shortly after I refused the unauthorized drink :). The next day was the kicker though. After rehashing the event with my coworkers, it turned out that one of them knew him. And apparently I was right to feel deceived. She is pretty certain he is a good 3-4 years older than his profile states. Not that I care about age, but I do care about lying.

Next please.