Communication with Mr. Heavy Equipment continued fast and furious. It was crazy that every time we planned to meet, something would come up and one of us had to travel. As he was returning to Ottawa, I was sent to Quebec and I wouldn't be back for 3 weeks. We laughed it off. If we could survive all of these set backs, chances are things would work out. As my parents always said, if it's worth having, you have to work hard to get it!
We talked every day for hours. It felt like we'd known each other forever. No topic was left unexplored, but unlike other men he was never inappropriate or blatantly sexual. He was a very respectful gentleman and somewhat religious.
When I finished my 3 week stint in Quebec, I made arrangements to have my aunt come out and meet me. She'd never been to Quebec City and after watching my kids I thought it would be nice to spend a girls' weekend together. As I was driving to Quebec City, my guy called and said his mother was being urgently air lifted to Quebec City from Newfoundland. She might need emergency heart surgery. He was going to try to get off work and drive down to be with her because his sisters couldn't travel. I told him I'd be in Quebec City so if there was anything I could do to let me know.
My aunt arrived and we had a blast sight seeing in different towns and trying out restaurants. The weather was beautiful. We spent hours taking walking tours and shopping. I casually mentioned to her that a friend's mom was being airlifted and I might sneak away to meet him for coffee if he came down.
Aunt: "Absolutely, what a coincidence that you're here. I'm sure he'd appreciate the support. You go, don't worry about me. I can keep myself entertained."
I hadn't told her I was using online dating. She's actually my late husband's aunt, but since his death we've become extremely close. I see her like a mother figure and was afraid she'd be upset so decided not to tell her I was trying to date.
Our second day in Quebec City my guy called and said he was on his way with his son. His Mom was having tests done and they would decide the following morning whether she was strong enough to have surgery. The hospital was 2 blocks away from our hotel. He'd call when he arrived.
That evening we had dinner downtown and then decided to sit and people watch. It was so busy just bustling with people in Old Quebec City. My guy called and asked what we were up to.
Me: "We're hanging out on a bench in front of the Chateau Frontenac."
Him: "We were thinking of heading downtown for a bite and then do some walking around. You girls enjoy, maybe we'll see you tomorrow."
About a half hour later while we were sitting in the park talking I hear someone calling my name. I thought it was one of my colleagues who was still in town, but when I looked over my jaw dropped. I immediately recognized the car, then him, then his laughter.
Me: "C----?"
Him: "Would you know where I can park the car?"
Me: "Yes, continue straight then turn to the right and you should find spots along the road."
Within minutes they were standing in front of us. I ran over and hugged him, trying to maintain my composure. I was in shock. We live 5 minutes away from each other and had tried to meet so many times and here we were standing face to face in Quebec City 5 hours away from home! What are the odds? Talk about unusual first meeting! He introduced us to his son and we talked for a while. His son was very pleasant and he was his usual hilarious self.
Him: "Well ladies, it was great to run into you. We're going to let you ladies continue your visit and go grab a bite then do some touring around. What do you suggest?"
Aunt: "We did the walking tour earlier and it was great. It won't be dark for a bit, so if you eat fast do that you'll really enjoy it and see most of the old city."
Me: "Have a great night, we'll talk later."
We hugged good bye and off they went.
Aunt: "What a nice guy. How long have you known him?"
Ok, I didn't know what to say. Tell the truth or lie? I couldn't lie to her.
Me: "Auntie, there's something I have to tell you. I hope you're not too disappointed. A few months ago I decided to use online dating. It's been 5 years and I truly feel I need to move on. We've been emailing and talking for several weeks, but with all my travel and his work were never able to meet before now."
There was a long moment of silence, I wasn't sure what she was going to say.
Aunt: "You mean this was the first time you've met him in person?"
Me: "Yes."
Aunt: "Are you kidding, oh my goodness that's hilarious!"
Suddenly she burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. It was so contagious, I joined her. People in the park must have thought we had lost it. We laughed so hard, we were crying.
Aunt: "Seriously, this is the first time you've met in person?"
Me: "Yes, I can't lie to you. We live 5 minutes apart and here we are meeting in Quebec City for the first time."
Aunt: "How did he find you? It had to be your hair. The park is full, what are the odds he'd find you in this crowd? You mentioned we were here, but still. Oh my goodness, this is too funny. I was with you for your first meeting. He's so polite, I approve! His son is really nice too. What a pair! You with me and him with his son."
We laughed even more. I thought I was going to pee myself and I was cramping up in pain. Off to find a washroom then we went for coffee before heading back to the hotel.
Later that night me and my guy talked. I asked him how he had found me.
Him: "As we were driving around the park, you turned your head and I saw your face. I recognized you right away. By the way, you look way more beautiful in person. How could I miss you?"
Me: "The park was crowded, you must have seen my hair."
Him: "No, honest I saw your face that's why I pulled over. I was hoping I'd find you and I did. Great first meeting huh? Your aunt seems really nice, she's funny and likes to talk doesn't she?"
Me: "She insists you recognized my hair. She liked you and your son. I told her about the online dating and how we've been trying to meet. She couldn't stop laughing, she thinks it's the most hilarious thing ever. We laughed so hard we almost peed ourselves. She couldn't believe it was our first meeting."
Him: "So glad we finally met. Mom is good, they're going to decide on the surgery tomorrow. Have a great night. Sorry I couldn't kiss you, I really wanted to. Didn't want to be inappropriate in front of your aunt. I wasn't sure if she knew the whole story. Man this is too funny. I can't believe I had to drive so far to meet you for the first time, but I'm glad I did. Sweet dreams."
Aunt: "You deserve happiness. This guy seems really nice, I hope things work out. I'll never forget this. No worries if you need to go to the hospital tomorrow. Good night!"
I look back and still laugh. It felt good and having my aunt's approval meant a lot. Now I'm going to leave you hanging. After all, there has to be some suspense and intrigue! Bye for now,
Dateless in Ottawa
Sunday 21 October 2018
Saturday 6 October 2018
Round 35 continues - A glimmer of hope!
Round 35 was off to a rough start. Is it too much to ask that a potential mate be financially stable? How does one communicate this without sounding like a gold digger? At the very least I would expect my mate to be able to cover his and his children's living expenses. Being a single parent of four, I fully understand how challenging it can be. It isn't easy to raise a family on one income. One has to learn how to be creative, frugal and cautious. It's hard, but not impossible. I may never be rich, but I'm comfortable and my kids have everything they need. Thankfully I don't have to rely on anyone or depend on my parents to pay my bills. The last thing I would ever want to do is be a burden to anyone, especially my mate. Give and take is very important in a relationship, within reason. My children are mine and therefore my responsibility physically, emotionally and financially. Given my level of responsibilities, I'm not interesting in or able to assume another dependent and/or dependents. If that was the case, I'd have another child. Might sound harsh, but it's the reality. I'm no damsel in distress waiting for my knight in shining armour to ride in and assume all of my responsibilities and bills, and the same should apply to my significant other.
Time to come up with a new game plan. Expecting men to take the lead might be asking too much and limiting my options. I'll look through profiles and add the ones that pique my interest to my favourites, then I'll go back and craft an introductory email that touches on things or interests we have in common. It can't hurt. This presents a bit of a challenge for me as I'm old school. For me chivalry is huge and I believe the man should lead. Oh well, time to implement change and see what happens!
Travel at work increased again so another hurdle to manage while trying to juggle work, the kids and dating.
#10. Mr. Heavy Equipment
During one of my sleepless nights, I browsed through profiles seeking a potential mate. Low and behold I came across a profile that was hilarious. I actually laughed out loud! He was a year younger than me, divorced and had children. He was tall, with blue eyes, a shaved head and a great smile. There were several pictures on the profile which showed the activities he enjoyed, a bit about his work and some of his toys. I decided I had to write to this guy, so saved his profile in my favourites. Just as I saved the profile into my favourites and went to log off, a new email arrived. Low and behold it was from the guy who's profile I had just added to my favourites!
The email was funny. He said my profile was one of the best he'd ever read, it was funny and he believed he met all of my criteria. Once again I laughed out loud. We exchanged a few emails then moved to the phone. He had a funny accent. When he told me he was originally from Newfoundland, it all made sense. Newfy indeed and I thought people just made up stories about their accent!
I later asked him if he had written because he got the notification I had added him as a favourite and he didn't know what I was talking about.
Him: "What? I was just looking through profiles and came across yours. I really liked it so I wrote to you. What favourites? You added me as a favourite? Really? Nice. I don't see those on my cell phone."
OMG, what are the odds that 2 people read each other's profiles at the exact same time. Talk about serendipity!
His children were older, the daughter was living on her own and his son with his mother. From time to time they'd stay as his place. He was a heavy equipment operator and had always worked in the construction industry. He was very handy as he did all of his own mechanical work on his vehicles and repairs around the house. Our conversations were always filled with laughter and jokes, but he also knew when it was time to be serious. In terms of relationships, he had not been lucky. He said he'd been cheated on several times and his last girlfriend had an addiction problem that he was not willing to support. He worked the night shift which made it difficult for him to date which is why he'd been single for a while, but soon the shifts would be changed allowing him to move to days.
We planned our first date to be breakfast on Saturday after he'd finished his shift. I was excited. He seemed so funny and interesting. I was leaving on another business trip and would be back on the Friday. Off I went on my trip, only to find out on the Thursday night that I had to stay an extra day. There went our first date. I was on my way to the hotel to call him and let him know I'd have to reschedule when my phone rang. It was him, he'd just been advised he was being transferred to a site in Toronto and had to leave the following day. He'd be gone for 2 weeks. Oh well, what's another 2 weeks?
We texted throughout the day and talked every night. He was very thoughtful and attentive. A week after we'd started emailing he called and wished me a happy anniversary. It caught me completely off guard, didn't understand what he was talking about. He then said obviously I wasn't as invested or good at keeping track of important dates so he'd have to reconsider. After a moment of silence he burst out laughing. This guy kept me on my toes and laugher was always on the menu. Our beliefs and upbringing were very similar. He was close to his family.
Two weeks later and I had to leave on another business trip as he was returning home. We continued to talk and didn't worry too much about our first date. We talked about anything and everything. He asked about my kids, what they were like and the activities they were involved in. He said he wanted to be involved and hoped they would accept him. I was impressed and appreciated the effort. His relationship with his kids was a bit strained. Him and his ex didn't get along at all and his kids hadn't liked his last girlfriend. Working nights didn't help either and having to work out of town just made it all the more challenging.
Finally there was a glimmer of hope. Stay tuned to the ongoing quest to schedule our first date!
Dateless in Ottawa
Time to come up with a new game plan. Expecting men to take the lead might be asking too much and limiting my options. I'll look through profiles and add the ones that pique my interest to my favourites, then I'll go back and craft an introductory email that touches on things or interests we have in common. It can't hurt. This presents a bit of a challenge for me as I'm old school. For me chivalry is huge and I believe the man should lead. Oh well, time to implement change and see what happens!
Travel at work increased again so another hurdle to manage while trying to juggle work, the kids and dating.
#10. Mr. Heavy Equipment
During one of my sleepless nights, I browsed through profiles seeking a potential mate. Low and behold I came across a profile that was hilarious. I actually laughed out loud! He was a year younger than me, divorced and had children. He was tall, with blue eyes, a shaved head and a great smile. There were several pictures on the profile which showed the activities he enjoyed, a bit about his work and some of his toys. I decided I had to write to this guy, so saved his profile in my favourites. Just as I saved the profile into my favourites and went to log off, a new email arrived. Low and behold it was from the guy who's profile I had just added to my favourites!
The email was funny. He said my profile was one of the best he'd ever read, it was funny and he believed he met all of my criteria. Once again I laughed out loud. We exchanged a few emails then moved to the phone. He had a funny accent. When he told me he was originally from Newfoundland, it all made sense. Newfy indeed and I thought people just made up stories about their accent!
I later asked him if he had written because he got the notification I had added him as a favourite and he didn't know what I was talking about.
Him: "What? I was just looking through profiles and came across yours. I really liked it so I wrote to you. What favourites? You added me as a favourite? Really? Nice. I don't see those on my cell phone."
OMG, what are the odds that 2 people read each other's profiles at the exact same time. Talk about serendipity!
His children were older, the daughter was living on her own and his son with his mother. From time to time they'd stay as his place. He was a heavy equipment operator and had always worked in the construction industry. He was very handy as he did all of his own mechanical work on his vehicles and repairs around the house. Our conversations were always filled with laughter and jokes, but he also knew when it was time to be serious. In terms of relationships, he had not been lucky. He said he'd been cheated on several times and his last girlfriend had an addiction problem that he was not willing to support. He worked the night shift which made it difficult for him to date which is why he'd been single for a while, but soon the shifts would be changed allowing him to move to days.
We planned our first date to be breakfast on Saturday after he'd finished his shift. I was excited. He seemed so funny and interesting. I was leaving on another business trip and would be back on the Friday. Off I went on my trip, only to find out on the Thursday night that I had to stay an extra day. There went our first date. I was on my way to the hotel to call him and let him know I'd have to reschedule when my phone rang. It was him, he'd just been advised he was being transferred to a site in Toronto and had to leave the following day. He'd be gone for 2 weeks. Oh well, what's another 2 weeks?
We texted throughout the day and talked every night. He was very thoughtful and attentive. A week after we'd started emailing he called and wished me a happy anniversary. It caught me completely off guard, didn't understand what he was talking about. He then said obviously I wasn't as invested or good at keeping track of important dates so he'd have to reconsider. After a moment of silence he burst out laughing. This guy kept me on my toes and laugher was always on the menu. Our beliefs and upbringing were very similar. He was close to his family.
Two weeks later and I had to leave on another business trip as he was returning home. We continued to talk and didn't worry too much about our first date. We talked about anything and everything. He asked about my kids, what they were like and the activities they were involved in. He said he wanted to be involved and hoped they would accept him. I was impressed and appreciated the effort. His relationship with his kids was a bit strained. Him and his ex didn't get along at all and his kids hadn't liked his last girlfriend. Working nights didn't help either and having to work out of town just made it all the more challenging.
Finally there was a glimmer of hope. Stay tuned to the ongoing quest to schedule our first date!
Dateless in Ottawa
Wednesday 3 October 2018
Round 35 - More online dating.
Months had passed and my ego had somewhat healed. Work was winding down a little bit so I had some time to devote to finding my soul mate. My profile looked good. I added a more recent picture, logged in and unhid my profile. Now I would wait. There were a few profiles I had added to my favourites, but decided I was not going to initiate contact. If a guy writes, obviously he's interested. This time around I would let the men do most of the work. Wish me luck!
#8. Mr. Coffee
He was tall with salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. The profile said he was divorced with children and had a good job. A few interests were listed, mostly sports related. Music and movies were the two we had in common. His profile was short and very simple. There were several pictures, but they all looked pretty much the same.
The introductory email was cute and funny. It was obvious he had a sense of humour. I responded and we emailed then moved to the phone. Our first conversation lasted hours. He had a very sarcastic sense of humour. His experiences on POF had not been overly positive, but like me didn't really have other options for meeting women. He had full custody of his children and worked long hours. According to him women were simply looking for someone to take care of them and pay all the bills. Being materialistic was more important than love. I disagreed, you can't generalize as there are always exceptions. I then countered stating men simply wanted sex to which he disagreed.
He decided he had to meet me as I sounded unlike any woman he had met to date. I laughed. He asked about my experiences with online dating and I explained many are dishonest and often don't look like their picture. He insisted he looked identical to his picture and was willing to drive over immediately to show me. I declined, it could wait until our first date. He suggested the following day which was a Saturday. I had some errands to run and a couple of hours of work to do, so after lunch would work. We decided to meet at 1:00 and go for a walk downtown.
The following morning he started texting early. I responded initially then headed to the office. The texts continued and then the phone calls started. I had told him I would be working and would not be able to text or talk. He left 4 voice messages asking me where I was and why I wasn't responding. I quickly texted to say I was working and would see him at 1:00 as planned. A short time later he texted again saying he had arrived early and was hoping I could meet sooner. He was over an hour early, I was not finished working. Again he called. At this point I was beyond annoyed, but tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was a bit flattering that he was so excited to meet, although being desperate is not an attractive trait.
I arrived on time as planned. Surprise, surprise, he didn't look like his picture. He looked older, but it was obvious he put a lot of effort into preparing for his date. His car was washed and he was wearing a dress shirt which he said he rarely wore. We walked downtown and talked. I asked more questions, many the same as during our phone conversation, but his responses were completely different. Previously he had said there was no point in travelling as he'd seen all he needed to see of the world. Slowly the truth came out. Apparently restaurants were a waste of money too. He talked about not having any money, living in a shitty apartment and how he worked at Tim Hortons, but that was all he needed because money wasn't important. Wait a second, when one has children, money is important as they need to be fed and taken care of. We were not off to a good start.
Now all of a sudden travel was huge after I said it was one of my favourite things to do. He was going to figure it out. He was making plans for how I was going to fix his kids who did nothing but play video games and post on Facebook. Since my kids were good students and athletic they could rub off on them. He talked about how his siblings were all well to do and he enjoyed black tie events, even though he didn't own a suit. He was trying way too hard to impress me and failed miserably. It was very obvious he was saying what he thought I wanted to hear, while contradicting everything he had said previously.
I ended the date early, there was no point. I told him I had to go back to work, which I did given all the interruptions that morning. He apologized, but said he thought I was going to cancel and he wanted to make sure I was going to come. Really? 20 texts and 6 phone calls? Great way to turn me off. He said he wanted to see me again as he had such a great time and he was very attracted to me. I was honest and told him I didn't feel the same way and wished him luck with his search. He got angry and left. When I logged back onto POF he had deleted all the emails and hidden his pictures. Whatever.
#9. Mr. Delivery Guy
Another email came in. His profile was very short. He was older, tall with dark hair and eyes. According to the profile he was widowed with children. His profession said driver.
The email was brief. He said he enjoyed reading my profile and would like to meet for coffee to get to know me better. We exchanged a few emails and then he suggested meeting for coffee the following weekend. I agreed. Usually I like to talk on the phone first, but this time I didn't bother. We arrived at roughly the same time. He looked like a deer in headlights. He couldn't speak and looked very uncomfortable. We walked to the coffee shop and he held the door open. I walked to the counter and he just stood there staring. I ordered my coffee and he didn't move or speak. The server asked him what he wanted and he didn't answer so I asked him what he wanted. He ordered and again stood there staring at me. I pulled out my wallet and paid since he wasn't moving.
Ok, strike one he didn't look like his picture, strike two I shouldn't be paying when he asked me out! And no, it's not about the money it's the principle. In my book, whoever asks the other out is paying. Not impressed.
We got our drinks and he spilled his coffee. He was so nervous he was shaking. This made me uncomfortable. Finally we sat down and he slowly became more relaxed. I asked about his kids and he opened up. He talked non-stop for over a half hour. Quickly I learned he wasn't a widower, he wasn't even living with her when she passed away. She had named him as the beneficiary of her estate because of the children after she found out she had terminal cancer. The boys had been living with her. So annoying when men claim to be widowed when in fact they are with someone else when their ex dies. Ok, this was strike three.
His sons were older than mine and were both away at school. He was lonely and looking for companionship, someone to move in and share the expenses. He worked as an office supply delivery person and had been working for the same company for 20 years. This was all fine and well, but he complained that money was tight and his parents had to help him out. Sad when a man in his fifties has to rely on his parents. He was more of a home body and only travelled when his parents invited him to their condo in Mexico. Again he was very much into watching sports, which does nothing for me. He also wanted to start working out to lose weight and get into better shape. He talked about being close with his ex-girlfriend and said they often did things together and hung out, but they were not compatible sexually. Ok, way too much information.
I finished my coffee and ended the date. This guy was totally not for me. He texted a few times after that, but I didn't respond. Part of me felt bad, but it pissed me off that he didn't even thank me for the coffee.
Once again, sooner or later you're going to meet so why lie? At the very least, look like your picture. Being a widow, it greatly offends me when guys use that category to get sympathy. If you're not married to and living with the woman when she passes away, you are not a widower.
Enough for tonight.
Dateless in Ottawa
#8. Mr. Coffee
He was tall with salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. The profile said he was divorced with children and had a good job. A few interests were listed, mostly sports related. Music and movies were the two we had in common. His profile was short and very simple. There were several pictures, but they all looked pretty much the same.
The introductory email was cute and funny. It was obvious he had a sense of humour. I responded and we emailed then moved to the phone. Our first conversation lasted hours. He had a very sarcastic sense of humour. His experiences on POF had not been overly positive, but like me didn't really have other options for meeting women. He had full custody of his children and worked long hours. According to him women were simply looking for someone to take care of them and pay all the bills. Being materialistic was more important than love. I disagreed, you can't generalize as there are always exceptions. I then countered stating men simply wanted sex to which he disagreed.
He decided he had to meet me as I sounded unlike any woman he had met to date. I laughed. He asked about my experiences with online dating and I explained many are dishonest and often don't look like their picture. He insisted he looked identical to his picture and was willing to drive over immediately to show me. I declined, it could wait until our first date. He suggested the following day which was a Saturday. I had some errands to run and a couple of hours of work to do, so after lunch would work. We decided to meet at 1:00 and go for a walk downtown.
The following morning he started texting early. I responded initially then headed to the office. The texts continued and then the phone calls started. I had told him I would be working and would not be able to text or talk. He left 4 voice messages asking me where I was and why I wasn't responding. I quickly texted to say I was working and would see him at 1:00 as planned. A short time later he texted again saying he had arrived early and was hoping I could meet sooner. He was over an hour early, I was not finished working. Again he called. At this point I was beyond annoyed, but tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was a bit flattering that he was so excited to meet, although being desperate is not an attractive trait.
I arrived on time as planned. Surprise, surprise, he didn't look like his picture. He looked older, but it was obvious he put a lot of effort into preparing for his date. His car was washed and he was wearing a dress shirt which he said he rarely wore. We walked downtown and talked. I asked more questions, many the same as during our phone conversation, but his responses were completely different. Previously he had said there was no point in travelling as he'd seen all he needed to see of the world. Slowly the truth came out. Apparently restaurants were a waste of money too. He talked about not having any money, living in a shitty apartment and how he worked at Tim Hortons, but that was all he needed because money wasn't important. Wait a second, when one has children, money is important as they need to be fed and taken care of. We were not off to a good start.
Now all of a sudden travel was huge after I said it was one of my favourite things to do. He was going to figure it out. He was making plans for how I was going to fix his kids who did nothing but play video games and post on Facebook. Since my kids were good students and athletic they could rub off on them. He talked about how his siblings were all well to do and he enjoyed black tie events, even though he didn't own a suit. He was trying way too hard to impress me and failed miserably. It was very obvious he was saying what he thought I wanted to hear, while contradicting everything he had said previously.
I ended the date early, there was no point. I told him I had to go back to work, which I did given all the interruptions that morning. He apologized, but said he thought I was going to cancel and he wanted to make sure I was going to come. Really? 20 texts and 6 phone calls? Great way to turn me off. He said he wanted to see me again as he had such a great time and he was very attracted to me. I was honest and told him I didn't feel the same way and wished him luck with his search. He got angry and left. When I logged back onto POF he had deleted all the emails and hidden his pictures. Whatever.
#9. Mr. Delivery Guy
Another email came in. His profile was very short. He was older, tall with dark hair and eyes. According to the profile he was widowed with children. His profession said driver.
The email was brief. He said he enjoyed reading my profile and would like to meet for coffee to get to know me better. We exchanged a few emails and then he suggested meeting for coffee the following weekend. I agreed. Usually I like to talk on the phone first, but this time I didn't bother. We arrived at roughly the same time. He looked like a deer in headlights. He couldn't speak and looked very uncomfortable. We walked to the coffee shop and he held the door open. I walked to the counter and he just stood there staring. I ordered my coffee and he didn't move or speak. The server asked him what he wanted and he didn't answer so I asked him what he wanted. He ordered and again stood there staring at me. I pulled out my wallet and paid since he wasn't moving.
Ok, strike one he didn't look like his picture, strike two I shouldn't be paying when he asked me out! And no, it's not about the money it's the principle. In my book, whoever asks the other out is paying. Not impressed.
We got our drinks and he spilled his coffee. He was so nervous he was shaking. This made me uncomfortable. Finally we sat down and he slowly became more relaxed. I asked about his kids and he opened up. He talked non-stop for over a half hour. Quickly I learned he wasn't a widower, he wasn't even living with her when she passed away. She had named him as the beneficiary of her estate because of the children after she found out she had terminal cancer. The boys had been living with her. So annoying when men claim to be widowed when in fact they are with someone else when their ex dies. Ok, this was strike three.
His sons were older than mine and were both away at school. He was lonely and looking for companionship, someone to move in and share the expenses. He worked as an office supply delivery person and had been working for the same company for 20 years. This was all fine and well, but he complained that money was tight and his parents had to help him out. Sad when a man in his fifties has to rely on his parents. He was more of a home body and only travelled when his parents invited him to their condo in Mexico. Again he was very much into watching sports, which does nothing for me. He also wanted to start working out to lose weight and get into better shape. He talked about being close with his ex-girlfriend and said they often did things together and hung out, but they were not compatible sexually. Ok, way too much information.
I finished my coffee and ended the date. This guy was totally not for me. He texted a few times after that, but I didn't respond. Part of me felt bad, but it pissed me off that he didn't even thank me for the coffee.
Once again, sooner or later you're going to meet so why lie? At the very least, look like your picture. Being a widow, it greatly offends me when guys use that category to get sympathy. If you're not married to and living with the woman when she passes away, you are not a widower.
Enough for tonight.
Dateless in Ottawa
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