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.