A few days after my night with Mr. Strong and Silent. I already had three dates lined up in the month. I felt like I was up to bat three strikes and your out... let's see how they fared.
The first of the three (in June) was with the Comedian.
The second date was with the Philly phan sometime in the beginning of July
And last and well... least was with the skydiver at the end of July.
Strike one:
The Comedian caught my eye because I thought he looked like a young John Cusack in a picture... with stronger sideburns but I could imagine him outside blasting "In your eyes" in a brown trench coat from a boom box. Yes, it would still be a boom box because he was basically stuck in the 80s... a strange fascination for it and it's music. He worked only on weekends so that would be one of the first of many problems... the other being he lived almost 45 minutes away. Distance was never a problem but distance and him working every weekend... that would be something. We had been "talking" for almost a month before I went up to meet him. And well... he was nothing at all like I expected him to be. He had a big personality to make up for his small... stature... yes as in height he was as big as his personality. He was sweet and listened as much as he talked but he was also a whining, complaining little bitch.
Guys... DO NOT talk about how your ex told everyone that you were gay with your best friend. It makes for awkward silence.
This was the first and last time I would see the Comedian... he just wasn't as funny, charming or attractive in person as he was online. And that seemed to be the common theme...
Comedian... foul ball strike one!
Strike two:
The philly phan seemed more promising. He didn't talk about sex 24/7, he wasn't the center of his own world and more importantly... he loved baseball. Obviously, I am a little obsessed with it. Anyway... he unlike the comedian was a college grad and a manager of a restaurant. We made plans for dinner half way between were we lived. This worked out perfectly! Finally someone who is willing to compromise and not just want me to come to their place. Unfortunately a week before we were supposed to go out I was incredibly sick... I slowly got better but... developed a lovely cough that would take over two weeks to get rid of and lots of medication. The cough came on the date with me and the only time I wasn't coughing was when I was drinking my chocolate martini. I knew I couldn't get drunk because of working the next day so I drank it slowly after we had dinner and hoped the coughing wouldn't be too bad. As soon as I thought about it... BAM! I was a coughing mess and time for the date to be over. The date itself was ehhh... room for improvement considering I actually thought about getting drunk. Okay.. maybe a lot of room for improvement... he told me a delightful story that when he was at there (at the restaurant we were at) last time he got drunk and was cited for a DUI. PERFECT!
Guys! DO NOT talk about past run ins with the law... although girls do like bad boys. Ones that can potentially harm themselves and others are not okay in this ladies book!
He called me the next day to talk about going out again. He was going to be leaving for Alaska to visit a college friend but we would see each other after... in the interim is when I started talking to the sky diver (to discuss next).
I did hear from the philly phan when he got back from Alaska... he wanted to go to a baseball game, dinner and then he asked me to go to a wedding. We didn't do any of the above and I haven't talked to the philly phan since...
Philly Phan: BUNT! Fouled third base line... strike two
YOURRRRR OUT!As I noted above while the Philly Phan was in Alaska I had to continue my search and thus the skydiver came into play. Unfortunately he was a Mets fan which... is rules for an automatic SEEEEYA! But, I thought I would give him a try. Test him out if you would. In the beginning he was sweet, younger but seemed a little sad/moody at times. He had wanted to be in the air force and went in right after graduating from college. But... during training he hurt his back and was medically discharged. And while some people would take the good with the bad and keep on trucking... this seemed to consume his daily thoughts and actions.
It didn't take me long to see that damage was already done to this poor ex air force trainee. I am not looking to repair men that are broken... I already have enough in my life that needs it's own repair. Plus he seemed to take random upsets out on me (although we had never met... and never would meet).
The Skydiver: Bad back and all... Struck out swinging...
Summer wasn't meant for love... summer was more for
mmm....
hot, dirty... sex
XOXO
**ME**
