Now For the Bad News
My Old Reliable Friend: Pinot Grigio
Calgary Date No. 2 was a no show! Yup, I was basically stood up last night. I met this cute little Irish man online and we were all set to meet for drinks at the Kensington Pub in this “hip,” upscale neighbourhood (Yaletown to put it in Vancouver terms). One glass of wine and 30 minutes later, it was clear he wasn’t gonna show up. So my Aunt picked me up and drove me back to her place for a home-cooked meal.
When I logged online at her place, there was a message from the wee scamp saying that he got his nights mixed up. Weak! I’m beginning to wonder if he’s even Irish at all. I just got back from a one-month tour of Ireland and if there’s one thing I learned on the Emerald Isle it’s that an Irish lad would never stand up a lass!
This is the dumbest waste of time I have ever come across in my life.
First, if you are looking for a husband, as you say you are, why would you open yourself to the difficulties of a long distance relationship from day one? If you meet a potential Mr. Right in Newfoundland, are you, self-professed broke person, going to fly back and forth across the country to get to know the guy? Talk about a high risk, low return strategy.
Second, if you meet a great guy early in the tour, do you honestly think he is going to be oh so pleased and find it a “bonding experience” to wait months for you while you go out and date a few dozen other guys, in your quest to find someone better than him? Seems to contradict the basic laws of human nature, if you catch my drift.
Third, why don’t you share something deep and interesting about your day, like your views on dating and rules of sexual conduct (e.g., when is a hook-up more than a hook-up?), or the meaning of dating in an age when everyone knows the next click could bring someone better (which changes our whole understanding of the word “commitment”), or things you are learning about yourself through dating, such as your true insecurities or your unrealized anxieties or how society and the Ken/Barbie story and Little Mermaid myth shaped your hopes and expectations regarding Mr. Right etc etc. When you meet that Calgary guy, do you hope he is a big strapping guy with a cowboy hat and big greenhouse-gas belching truck? Does that make you tingle in your nether regions? And if so, why? What does that say about you?
But then, I guess that is the real reason for your tour, to accumulate material for a book. I hope it turns out to be an interesting one, and I hope the men you use for research enjoy themselves in the process.
Oh, and when you get back to Vancouver, check out pgboy on pof and maybe I can date you or interview you for my blog.
cheers!
The dumbest waste of time?! yet you took the time to comment? Please explain to me how that makes any sense at all. Give me a break, leave the girl alone.
I find this social dating experiment to be quite entertaining myself, and I’m sure the rest of her viewers would agree.
I think our boy Mark here must have been stood up a few times himself and is quite jaded by the experience
Hey Charlie,
Thanks for the props:)
Best,
Indiegirl