In the last week, I have had four dates. Yes, four. Not with the same guy. With different guys. Four of them. One week.
Yup.
I mentioned this to Nathan, he said I was like the guy on the baseball team with the most at-bats per season.
(Wait until tonight, when I arrive at the bar with another guy…)
Ya, I’ve had a lot of interest lately, which is good, but I wish I could find someone I was attracted to, without using an on-line dating site. I swear, on-line dating is like the kiss of death. But, I go back to it every time, because I never meet guys when I’m out and about. Maybe they are to shy? Am I that intimidating? But, I’m so nice!!!
Not that I don’t ever see anyone who doesn’t catch my eye when I’m out, but as my luck would have it, they end up being married, off limits (Rule #2)…or gay.
Dating in general is so damn disappointing. First, let me just say, what the hell is wrong with men these days? I go out on all these dates, and it seems like everyone is so lackadaisical about putting together a proper date.
What the hell? Did they not notice the tall red head with a great smile in the profile? I would think that would be something to get excited about, and yet…
Yet…
Maybe these guys have been out on so many dates that by the time they get to me, they just don’t have anything left to give. At least, that’s what my friend Pam thinks. And, I have to agree with her. But I feel the same way these guys do, but I still put in the effort every time. No matter what.
So, why can’t they?
What ever happened to trying to impress your date (me)? We have all heard the saying, “First impressions are lasting impressions,” right?
I guess I need to spell out the obvious. Here…this is what I expect on a first date and I don’t think I’m asking for too much:
- If you need a hair cut, get one before the date. (Date #4 was in need of a hair cut. How did I know? He had that back of the neck fuzz going on. Gross.)
- Make the arrangements of where and when we are meeting.
- If we are having dinner, make reservations.
- Decide if we are meeting for just drinks, or if we are doing dinner and drinks – and let me know before the date. (Date #4 offered dinner an hour into date, but I had already eaten.)
- Offer to pick me up, and if you do, make sure your car is clean. Inside and out. (None of the 4 contestants offered.)
- Shower, shave and dress appropriately.
Please.
See? Not asking a whole hell of a lot here. Just the basics. You think I’m wrong? OK – go ask you mother or father if they think my list is asking for too much.
Getting back to my four dates this week: Three out of the four guys asked me where we were meeting. And what time.
What happened to all the real men? Where did they all go? Can’t a man make a decision anymore?
Even Hot Dog Guy was smart enough to put in the effort on our first date. Not only did he get a hair cut, but he also had his truck detailed – inside and out. He picked me up at my house. He wore a sports coat with a nice button-down shirt. He brought a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Not a huge bouquet. Just four simple roses wrapped nicely and they were from the florist. And, as we all know, he didn’t pick out a restaurant or make dinner reservations before our date, but he still scored big points. He was a gentleman and he took charge.
Points.
And the guys I went out with this week?
*STOPS TO THINK*
Did I mention that one of the guys arrived in a hoodie sweatshirt?
I rest my case.
Fucking next!
~Carrie
I agree with all the above except #5 — I’ve found most women get FREAKED OUT if you even OFFER to pick ’em up for a first date (OMG, he might kill me! and he knows where I live). After a bunch of freak outs, we guys don’t even bother. Plus I live in LA which has its own little car/traveling rules (I always go to where the laaaaaaaaaaaaady is at, even if its in OMG, Pasadena or Glendale or whatever and I plan it so the place is within walking distance or a very short drive).
Man in The House,
David
Sometimes it seems like you and I are twins separated at birth.
You never know…we could be!
Yeah, I’ve had the flip — my share of laaaaaaaaaaaaaddddies show up in flip flops, ponytail (or hair thrown up in a hurry) or running suit like Carm Soprano. I was stunned when last week this woman I met online showed up hair down, made up, dressed to the nines, heels — I was like, holy shit, this laaaaaaady gave a shit (about me / the date). And if she was disappointed or uninterested (which she was, but our disinterest was mutual), but I’d be damned if I could have detected since she was so classy and gracious and personable. Didn’t fidget, excuse herself, waited until I got the bill which prob took an extra 20 – 30 mins longer than necessary. A Real Class Act.
I agree with David on the picking me up part of this. I NEVER want an online guy, whom I have not yet met or know if I will like him in person, come to my house. No way, that’s one of the online dating golden rules of Los Angeles in my opinion. I live alone and you never know what freaks are out there. PLUS, let me add this. What if the date is not going well? I want to know that my car is very close by to make my get away if need be. The last thing I want is to be stuck with someone who it clearly is not working out with.
Oh yeah, I forgot about the getaway aspect of it. Thanks for the back up, girlfriend. Now, SECOND dates I do offer (especially if the venue is near her home) — David