I was excited about the blind date, but that was still a week away so I decided to log back into POF to read the latest emails. Great way to kill the time and a good source of entertainment when one is bored. Worst case I could email Mr. Grizzly or Mr. HVAC to find out how their POF experiences were going.
5. Mr. Stucco
He was 54, divorced and the profile stated his kids were all over 18. He wasn't tall with salt and pepper hair and a stockier build. The profile picture was great with a nice smile. By reading the profile you could tell he wasn't a writer. It was short and to the point. Family was a big priority in his life. His introductory email was polite and complimentary. The least I could do was respond as he sounded sincere and I found him attractive.
We exchanged a few emails, but at times he didn't respond for days. I wasn't sure how serious he was and figured he was probably emailing with a bunch of women at the same time. Responses were very short or one word answers which annoy me. After several of these short emails I suggested texting or talking on the phone, but told him that meeting for coffee should happen sooner rather than later. I wasn't interested in endless emails or texting. He seemed surprised and said that would be a good idea, maybe we could arrange something soon.
After a couple of weeks of emailing and texting he finally called me out of the blue. I was out with a girl friend so I asked him if I could call him later and he agreed. We had a good conversation. He was funny and entertaining. Our backgrounds and family were very similar so there was lots to talk about. He asked if I'd be willing to meet him for a drink and I agreed. He was very accommodating and insisted on a place close to my house in case I needed to get back to the kids. Friday night we would meet and go from there.
He arrived before I did and waited in the parking lot. I recognized him immediately, but I was very disappointed. He had long hair and was bigger than in his picture which obviously wasn't recent. He was extremely polite and had all the elements of chivalry down pat. We had a really nice time and our waiter was hilarious. The conversation flowed really well. We grew up in the same neighbourhood and knew a lot of the same people. Turns out I knew some of his immediate relatives too. What a small world!
For me when someone doesn't look like their picture, I immediately have doubts and wonder what else they are being dishonest about. Usually you only have one chance to make a good first impression, but for some reason he managed to keep my attention. He came across very honest and sincere. Part way through the night I did call him on his picture and he apologized. He wanted to see me again and I told him I'd let him know. In the back of my mind I knew I had a blind date coming up so I didn't want to commit to anything.
A few more emails came in. Sadly they were mostly soliciting sex or the standard "Hi!" If men can't make more of an effort, neither will I. Time to prepare for my blind date.
Dateless in Ottawa
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