Okay, I gave him a chance...
This is on you, @ShadowSister...
Not to worry, no one was hurt last night. I went for an evening sail and then stopped by my favorite spot for dinner. This is the place I previously told you is a waterfront lunch/dinner spot that turns into a bar & grill in the evening.
I got there around 8-ish and took an outside table. He showed up a little before nine and I was done with dinner and about to leave. Of course he popped right over to say hi and likely drop some lame line on me. I raised my hand to stop him and motioned for him to take a seat.
"Look, you're clearly putting a lot of effort into this, and I appreciate that. But you need to know that I'm just not looking right now."
A conversation ensued where he asked if I had a boyfriend (no), if I was a lesbian (no), if I was hurt by someone recently (no-- I do the hurting I said), etc, etc. I was getting the very solid vibe now that he was one of those guys who felt entitled to a woman's time and attention if she wasn't otherwise engaged.
"You know absolutely nothing about me. What makes you think we'd have anything in common," I asked. He responded by asking what I'm into.
"Well, you know I like to read; you've seen me here reading several times. So what's a good book you've read recently?"
"I don't really read much. I prefer movies," he said. Okay, that's fine. Not everyone likes to read and I don't like setting single issue deal breakers like not being a reader.
"Great, I like movies too. I just saw 'Top Gun: Maverick.' Did you see it? What did you think?" I asked.
He starts on a rant about the Air Force and pilots thinking they are all that and how they're really egotistical nut jobs who abuse women.
"You know they were naval aviators and not air force pilots, right?" I informed him.
"Doesn't matter. Those military types are all the same." So at this point I pulled out my Navy ID and slid it across the table.
The conversation continued and he absolutely suffered from foot-in-mouth disease. Despite finding nothing in common he insisted he wanted to see me again and asked what I was doing today (Sunday). I told him I start everyday with a workout and a run.
"Great! What time you going for the run? I love running." I pointed down the shore a ways to my marina and told him I'd be coming out of that gate at 0500 (and yes, I said "Oh-Five-Hundred" not "Five o'clock").
"Cool. I meet you there."
"At 0500?"
"Sure!" he said. And then I got up to go.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I get up at 0400 for my workout, remember?"
So who wants to guess whether he was there at 0500? If you said no, you're right.
If you then thought he was likely there when I got back at 0545, then you were also right.
He was waiting for me to come out for my run and was upset that I had gone without him. When I reminded him that we had agreed to meet at 0500 and that I had waited until 0510, he called me a bitch and left.
🤷♀️
Not to worry, no one was hurt last night. I went for an evening sail and then stopped by my favorite spot for dinner. This is the place I previously told you is a waterfront lunch/dinner spot that turns into a bar & grill in the evening.
I got there around 8-ish and took an outside table. He showed up a little before nine and I was done with dinner and about to leave. Of course he popped right over to say hi and likely drop some lame line on me. I raised my hand to stop him and motioned for him to take a seat.
"Look, you're clearly putting a lot of effort into this, and I appreciate that. But you need to know that I'm just not looking right now."
A conversation ensued where he asked if I had a boyfriend (no), if I was a lesbian (no), if I was hurt by someone recently (no-- I do the hurting I said), etc, etc. I was getting the very solid vibe now that he was one of those guys who felt entitled to a woman's time and attention if she wasn't otherwise engaged.
"You know absolutely nothing about me. What makes you think we'd have anything in common," I asked. He responded by asking what I'm into.
"Well, you know I like to read; you've seen me here reading several times. So what's a good book you've read recently?"
"I don't really read much. I prefer movies," he said. Okay, that's fine. Not everyone likes to read and I don't like setting single issue deal breakers like not being a reader.
"Great, I like movies too. I just saw 'Top Gun: Maverick.' Did you see it? What did you think?" I asked.
He starts on a rant about the Air Force and pilots thinking they are all that and how they're really egotistical nut jobs who abuse women.
"You know they were naval aviators and not air force pilots, right?" I informed him.
"Doesn't matter. Those military types are all the same." So at this point I pulled out my Navy ID and slid it across the table.
The conversation continued and he absolutely suffered from foot-in-mouth disease. Despite finding nothing in common he insisted he wanted to see me again and asked what I was doing today (Sunday). I told him I start everyday with a workout and a run.
"Great! What time you going for the run? I love running." I pointed down the shore a ways to my marina and told him I'd be coming out of that gate at 0500 (and yes, I said "Oh-Five-Hundred" not "Five o'clock").
"Cool. I meet you there."
"At 0500?"
"Sure!" he said. And then I got up to go.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I get up at 0400 for my workout, remember?"
So who wants to guess whether he was there at 0500? If you said no, you're right.
If you then thought he was likely there when I got back at 0545, then you were also right.
He was waiting for me to come out for my run and was upset that I had gone without him. When I reminded him that we had agreed to meet at 0500 and that I had waited until 0510, he called me a bitch and left.
🤷♀️
26-30, F
