Good Restaurants, Bad Dates

I'm going to write a newspaper column. I swear I am and it's going to be called "Good Restaurants, Bad Dates." I usually go on at date at least once a week and normally to some great places, but my man picker is broken. Tonight's date was a guy who is a consultant in the same field I'm in. He's a bright guy and a very good technician. At the beginning of the date, I thought it was going to be nice to spend the evening with someone who would understand what I do for a living and he would appreciate the things that happen in my day. Believe it or not, I did not get a word in edgewise. This guy talked non-stop and I can say that by the end of the date I knew everything about him from details about his kids, to every job he's had to how his family spent vacations to every vacation he's had to favorite movies to his college fraternity and on and on. He knows nothing about me. He doesn't know my marital status, whether or not I have kids, sister or brothers or if I was born on this planet. This date lasted over three hours and it was certainly a one way conversation. I was OK with this and he was fairly interesting, but he really should have let me talk. If I had gotten the chance to talk, I probably would have told him about the surgery because I tell everyone. If I had told him about the surgery, he probably wouldn't have told me about his worst date ever. He described her as a "whale" who had stomach stapling and lost a 100 pounds, but was still a "whale." He said she was nice and probably might look OK someday, but there was no way he could date someone who was a "huge whale." I started to say something and realized that he wasn't going to shut up so I just got up, put on my coat and walked out. I guess I'm still a fat girl inside. Connie

Good for you, actions speak louder then words and god bless you for taking some!! I wish you luck in a better breed of man in the future and if not, at least the resturaunt was good and I am happy that I am still a fat girl inside, it keeps me compasionate! Dawn

was his name al???that sound slike my dad--when i found him after 47 years i thought maybe he'd be curious about me/my kids/etc---nope- still has nary a clue!!!! don't give up connie! oh-and whoo hoooo you go girl for leavin!!!!

Connie oh Connie! You are such a gem and I can SO visualize that exit. I wonder if he ever stopped talking as you left? Dina

Dina, I don't know if he kept talking, but I got an e-mail from him yesterday saying that he thought the date went well and asked me out again. It would appear that maybe he didn't notice that I got up and walked out without saying a word. I'm not sure why he needs a woman on a date anyway, he's his own best company. C.

How hilarious! I know what you could do to get him good though. Tell him that you are in love with him and would like to take this relationship to a whole new level. Then tell him that you need to make sure he would still love you because, well, you're only thin now due to having had a horrible medical condition that made you waste away. Then go on to explain that the heavy you was your favorite you and that have every intention on "buffing up" again. Might also throw in that you have grand thoughts of becoming an opera singer....with the hat and breastplate and everything. Then ask him to go on a date with you....to an all you can eat truck stop buffet! Oh - and show him an old picture of yourself. That would really seal the deal! Dina

Connie- You have me rolling on the floor laughing.... I've had quite a few of those dates before I got married. I can just imagine you taking a deep breath in, intending to speak, and he just yammers on and on and on..... Now... for the important things, whatcha eat? Was it good? (spoken by a true former chubbette) Thanks for sticking up for us "whales". I wouldn't have let him get away with that, I would've spit on him! LOL =) Janine

Janine, I ordered an appetizer of chicken wings and they were some of the best I've ever had. Just to show how obtuse he was, he didn't notice that I had only eaten two of the wings before boxing up the rest. Of course I took them with me when I walked out. Just had three for dinner. It's the gift that keeps giving. lol Connie

What a jack off. It proves that some people just have absolutely no clue in life. I can't believe there wasnt even a brief pause of "enough about me...tell me about yourself" even if you only got in one sentence. Lordy how stupid people can be. What an insensitive jerk. DEFINITELY a wonderful exit. He probably didnt even know you left. Good for you girl! kick them loosers to the curb! Elizabeth M

Elizabeth, Funny that you should call him a Jack Off. As he was sitting there going on and on and on about every award he's ever won, how wonderful he is, how many toys he owns, how he paid cash for his Harley, what a great singer he is, etc., I was mentally rolling my eyes and doing that male jack off hand signal. Then I pictured myself taking out huge pin, poking him in the belly and watching his huge ego deflate. As he continued to talk, I mentally dressed him in different outfits like a pink tutu with a pig nose, I know the date is not going well when I'm mentally being immature. Connie