a date with the army boy

I've been slacking in my blogging lately. That's not to say that there hasn't been enough interesting occurences to fill up pages and pages on internet space. It just means that I haven't come up with an interesting way to tell the story. But I'll try.

I went on a date about a month ago, and it seemed like it was going fairly well. It was kind of an odd date though considering we had just decided to meet up at Wiley's and my friends were all there. But we had a chance to talk and we were getting along decently enough, and then he asked the question I hate most froms guys I've just met.

"So what do you think about me?"

I should have known at that point that this was not going to end well. My response was probably not what he was looking for because I believe my reply went something like this:

"Did you seriously just ask me that? Because the last time I checked I was not here to stroke your ego."

Of course at this point the guy has to backtrack and try to redeem himself. I allowed him a free pass at that time mainly because he was buying all my drinks. I also relented and told him that I didn't think he was awful.

We spend the rest of the night hanging out, and we didn't have much meaningful conversation although we did manage to get into a fight about non-violent resistance. I'm for it and he's in the army.

**Sidenote** For this date I overlooked one of my dealbreaksrs, I went out with a guy who is career army. I have been told over and over that I'm too picky and that I shouldn't put so many restrictions on guys that I'll go out with because I may end up missing out on someone great. Just for the record there are reasons that I have these dealbreaker.**

We ended up hanging out some after the bar closed and admittedly I was having a good time. But then he told me he wanted me to be his girlfriend. What? We've hung out for a total of like 4 hours. I told him that I would hang out with him again but I wasn't ready to take that step.

Of course this starts a whole conversation about how I'm just scared and I need to realize that he's not the other guys I've dated. I just need to trust him, and just go with things. Right so I'm the one who has something wrong with them because I don't want to commit to a guy that I just met. Awesome.

After I left he sent me a text telling me that we should just get married.

We did hang out a few times after that and it was enjoyable enough. The only problem was all he ever wanted to talk about was how I was scared and wouldn't just let myself fall for him.

Seriously?

Now I do have to admit that at this point I did kind of like the guy, I wasn't ready to get married but he seemed nice enough and I had a decent time hanging out with him. Then we went out to dinner and a movie.

Dinner and a movie is pretty standard and it shouldn't be hard for a guy to sail through something like that with flying colors right?

We went to the Olive Gardern, he thought that was a good choice because he had a gift certificate there. Ok so you're not really supposed to tell your date that but that wasn't even the worst part. We made it through dinner, which consisted mainly of him lecturing me about my food choices (he apparently loves to cook and claims to be pretty good at it) and telling me that I need to eat different foods.

Then the bill came. He had already told me that he was going to buy me dinner so that wasn't an issue, but he did go through the bill line by line, and told me how expensive my dinner was, and how expensive soda was.

Classy.

It was all downhill from there.

The next day I told him I was going out with some of my friends and told him if he wanted to come he could but he decided to stay home. Then he procedded to text and ask me if I was still going to go and tell me that he didn't know how I could afford to go out so much.

Seriously?

After that I knew there was no way anything was going to work out between us. He went from desperately wanting to be my boyfriend to feeling the need to criticize everything I was doing. He would text and want to know where I was, who I was with, the next day he would want to know when I got home the night before. Last time I checked it was none of his business.

He decided he didn't like me as much as he thought he did.

Where do these guys come from? I think the problem was that I was supposed to fall madly in love with him that first night and not want to do anything except be with him. I was supposed to change to be just what he was looking for. He said that he's looking for a long-term relationship, and that might be true, but I don't think he's looking for a girl with a mind of her own. I think he's looking for a barbie doll.

But to end on a high note, I have met a new guy that is not deserving of a bad date blog.

But just give it time.

drummer boys and rectal bleeding

I haven't posted a dating story for awhile so I thought maybe it was time.

A couple of years ago, I went out with this guy a few times. I should have known after the first time we went out that it wasn't a good idea. We met at Granite City for a drink, well I had a drink and he had a few too many drinks. We talked for a while and it wasn't bad conversation, but it wasn't fantastic either. After I left he sent me a text telling me that he had a great time with me and really wanted to see me again. He was someone I had met online and the emails we had exchanged were entertaining and he had seemed like a fun guy. Maybe that first night was just an off night for him, so I figured a second date wouldn't be the worst idea.

We went out a couple of times before he started to get weird.

He started to tell me how much he liked me, he wanted me to go and see his band (he was a drummer) but he also told me that he just couldn't figure me out. He said that he was trying to put me into a box but he couldn't figure out what box I would fit in.

We went to a movie one night, he came to pick me up and as we were walking into the theatre he told me that he had gone to visit his family the previous weekend and while he was there had gone to the doctor. I asked him why he had gone to the doctor, being naive and all I was thinking that he had gone to the doctor for a sinus infection or something normal like that.

No such luck.

He began to tell me about the problem that he had been having with rectal bleeding.

Seriously.

A 26 (or 27, I don't remember) year old guy that I am about to go to the movies with is telling me about his problems with rectal bleeding. I began to look for the nearest exit and then remembered he had driven to the theatre. I had nowhere to go. So I just kind of tried to act like it was no big deal.

Because of course guys tell me about their rectal bleeding problems all the time.

He told me that the doctor didn't think it was anything serious but had scheduled a colonoscopy for him anyway. The only problem with that was that he was going to need someone to drive him. My response: "oh, well I'm sure you'll find someone easily enough." The way he said it made me feel like he was hoping that I would offer.

No.

Then he told me how awesome it was that I hadn't run the other way when he started talking about his problem. If there had been somewhere to run I would have.

Needless to say, him talking about his problems with rectal bleeding was not a turn-on for me. In fact I think it would qualify as a deal breaker.

After this fantastic date I didn't see him again. I did that wonderful thing I do where I just quit returning phone calls. I had a few calls and texts from him, but I just couldn't bring myself to respond.

And just in case you were concerned he did let me know that the colonoscopy went fine.