"Another One Bite's The Dust"

I think it's fair to say that after my last date with Mr. Cheapskate my take on Match.com dating was starting to decline. And to be honest - the next couple of dates helped dig that ditch a little deeper. In fact, they are almost not worth mentioning considering how dull and lame both were. What was going on? Match - you are starting to fail me!

I am going to make these short and sweet - because frankly if I didn't you would probably fall asleep just as I could have...and I was actually on the dates!

Dud #1 -

I definitely fell victim to the fact that Dud #1 looked much better in his pictures (his two pictures) then he did in person. In his pictures he looked like your typical California guy - tall, blonde, good build, tan skin..etc.

Rewind for a split second - I really hate when people only post one or two pictures of themselves on their profile. I base my initial judgments on pictures more than I do on content. Even if I love what you have to say and it seems like we're a match made in heaven..if I don't like how you look in your pictures, why would I want to talk to you - shallow; yes I know...deal with it! While we're on the subject - posting grainy photos, photos with other girls or photos of random crap that no one care's about aren't going to get girls dying to go out with you.

Anyways - back to the Dud. So we talked for a little bit and then he decided that we should just "cut the small talk" and meet. Obviously I am up for anything (even if that means losing a couple hours out of my valuable life that I will never get back). He lived over the Richmond district, which I was not at all familiar with so I also figured it would be a good chance to see a new area of the city. We met at little bar he knew of. Of course I arrived first. All that kept going through my head was - "DON'T ASSUME ANYONE IS HIM UNTIL HE SPEAKS FIRST"..based on my previous track record of mistaking strangers for my dates I waited until he utterd "Jackie?" As I turned around I was hoping that my look of disappointment was being kept inside and not bluntly streaming across my face - that just wouldn't be nice. He was much skinnier in person and his teeth...oh god his teeth - not cute. No wonder why he was not smiling in his pictures. Unfortunately for me, I am not so mean that I would make up an excuse to hurry myself away from the situation. We went inside and grabbed a table and ordered some much needed beers. After I downed the first one - (partly to try and gain some beer goggles to better look at this guy with, but also hoping it would numb the dullness radiating out of him.) Then, once again, to be nice I offered to pay for the second round (more than slightly expecting him to shew my money away from him and pay) and he says "sure." UGH - what is with the men these days?! Is it so hard to ask for some chivalry? I'm all for paying for stuff..don't get me wrong - but on the first date...when he asks?

There were a couple things about him that even if I was attracted to him physically, his personality just killed any shot in hell he would have had with me. Not only did he come across as close minded but just all together stupid...there's really no better word to describe. In fact - I am over even talking about him...bottom line - the date sucked!

Dud #2

Why I even thought this next date was going to go well is still a mystery. Even from the very beginning I kept saying to myself "he's cute but he seems like he's a nerd." But at the same time some nerds are cute and they aren't too nerdy so I figured I'd give him a chance. Plus he went to a good school, Cal Poly, seemed like he had a good job, family..blah blah blah. When we decided to meet for our first date we agreed to go to one of my favorite spots in the Marina, The Grove. The Grove is perfect because it's the type of place where if things are going well you can stay and chat for a while or if they aren't, the food comes quick and you can high tail your ass out!

We were meeting around 8 and as I was walking down from my apartment I started thinking about my outfit. I really didn't like the jeans I was wearing. They used to be a favorite of mine but were starting to just not fit as well anymore. One thing I absolutely can't stand is being uncomfortable because it becomes all I can think about. You could be talking but I won't hear a damn word if I am feeling uncomfortable in my clothes. So, as I am walking I notice that I am a little early so I decide to step into The GAP to browse. I end up finding a pair of jeans...which were super comfy but way too long. But I really didn't care as they were better than what I was wearing. Since I didn't want him to know I was shopping before our date I took my old pair of jeans and stuffed them in my purse.

When I got to The Grove he was sitting on a bench right outside - looking slightly gooberish. I vaugely saw him through a bush and recognized him so we met eyes and realized who each other were. When he said hi to me I really didn't even hear the words that came out of his mouth as I was distracted by his entirely too high pitched of a voice! - TERRIBLE!!! Have I mentioned that voices are a huge deal to me...or shall I say, dealBREAKER!?- BROKE! At least this guy paid for my dinner. As we were chatting, we started talking about Cal Poly. Since a lot of my good friends went there I asked if maybe he knew them, or was in a frat? played sports? something...nope. Boring. The guy didn't really party, probably had 2 friends and looked at everyone in sports and frats as ass holes. Clearly, this was not going anywhere..all I could think about during dinner was not only how bored I was but how I just spent $80 dollars on pair of jeans. Luckily I like them and wear them but still. Better luck next time I guess!....

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