Wanna hear about my date with Jeff last night. Here goes:
One he picked me up on time. Thats a good thing. But when he got here he phoned to say he was here. He did not get out of his car and walk to the door and ring the doorbell. This is partly because our dog was outside in our fenced in yard. The guy is terrified of dogs so whatever I let it go.
Two, we head to the Olive Garden as that is where we have agreed to go to. We get there and the hostess lady says that it will be a forty minute wait. Well anyone who has been to the Olive Garden knows that you are going to wait. Its like that all the time but you just go and sit in the lounge and wait. Well she tells us this and he doesn't even ask me and says to her "no, thats all right" and walks out. Didn't even ask me if I wanted to wait or if we should go somewhere else. So we get back into the car and I ask him where we are going and he says we are going out for a predinner snack. WHAT?!!!!! Whatever so he won't tell me where we are going. I hate surprises. I've told him this already. I reminded him in the car. I like to know where I am going. Especially when I am driving around with someone I hardly know.
Anyways, we ended up at friggin West Ed. Now don't get me wrong I like that mall but its really not appropriate when you are expecting dinner at a nice restaurant and a quiet evening. So he has decided that he wants ice cream. Gentlemen, here is a tip for you. Ask and run you stupid little ideas past the person you are with so you don't wind up looking like a giant retard. So he walks to Baskin Robbins and orders his ice cream cone and then asks me what I want. I don't want ice cream. I want food. I just got off work and I am hungry. I wasn't impressed at this point.
I should tell you what I was wearing. I was wearing my black and white old navy dress. This dress is a respectable length and shows its fair share of cleavage. I was also wearing the sandals that match the dress that are a tiny bit uncomfortable. He, knowing that we were going to a somewhat nice restaurant for dinner is wearing a short sleeve dress shirt, jeans, runners and a jacket. Who the hell wears a jacket when it is twenty degrees out. Not even a dress jacket a shitty one you where when its cold out.
Anyways, he sees what I am wearing and parks seven years from the door because that is where he always parks. So we are in west ed and I tell him you know walking around a mall isn't really a great idea. He says why. Ummmm cause I'm not really dressed for that. Oh well you should have told me. Sorry but that is something that you boys should take into consideration. Pull your heads out of your asses and take a look at the situation. If the girl is wearing shoes that look like they may hurt your feet chances are they are probably not the best to go walking around in.
So I'm not exactly impressed but the evening has just started and I am willing to see where it goes. Hell I've been talking to this guy for like three months. So once again we are back in his car and I ask him where we are going and he say near St. Albert. He will not tell me where we are going. That is just rude and inconsiderate and as far as I am concerned disrespectful. We ended up at Montanas. Home of the log cabin and it was rib night.
I was dressed to go somewhere nice and we ended up at Montanas. Man was I pissed off. Not to mention he said it started with an m and I said "we arn't going to Montanas are we?!" That should have been his first clue.
So we sit down and we start talking and I tell him that Yvonne had a miscarriage. I said that its sad but good in a way. He said ya until three months from now when it happens again. I was two seconds from getting up and walking out of there right then and there. I was livid. If I had my car I would have left. I told him off for that. Told him he had no right to say that and he had never met her so he had no right to judge her like that. Fucker.
So I don't know why I didn't make him drive me home right then and there but we ended up back at his place to watch movies. He kept trying to touch me and I was making it very clear that I didn't want him to. All I could think about was the ice cream that he had in his gotee all evening. It really was gross.
So yeah. Now I am trying to fiqure out a way to get rid of our plans to hang out tonight. I stupidly told him about going to o'byrnes for the Captain Tractor thing tonight. So I think I may fake family crisis and get out of that.
Man did he piss me off. What a disappointment.
Is it wrong that I expect to have doors opened for me. To be told I look nice. To have guys show some sort of thought and consideration about where you go out and how your dressed and what is appropriate. Also, why do they think its fun to not tell me where we are going. Why. Is it going to throw your whole evening if you just tell me. It would be better for everyone in the long run if you did. Cause then I will stop asking and we can move on to new things.
Well its way to early in the morning and that was my date. I think I may find the phone and call Trevor today.
8:19 a.m. on 2003-08-21
