Swissbot
last friday, the 17th, i broke my rule of planning a blind date for the weekend. for me, the weekend is from friday through saturday. this guy, because:
- he seemed pretty cute in his pictures
- i had three bad dates in a row
i was hoping that he would break that chain. unfortunately, i was wrong. it started off with me getting to the restaurant (we agreed on dinner) on time, and upon our recognition of each other, i smiled, but he did not. i didn’t want to think so negatively, so i blamed the lack of interest on him being European. unfortunately, that excuse did not last for very long. we sat down, and i was instantly uncomfortable. he did not have a warm presence at all, and talking to him was like pulling teeth. i felt as though i was the only one trying to have a conversation. i wanted to tell him, “you know, we don’t have to do this”, to spare him the misery. but i stuck through it. i stuck through his blatant checking of the phone under the table (my friend sent me a funny link which is related to that:
http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/renny_gleeson_on_antisocial_phone_tricks.html), his lack of interest in any conversation with me, and his lack of interest in life in general. he said he was in school most of his life, and when asked what he wanted to do when he finished his (now going on five years Ph.D.), he responded with “i just want to get a paycheck”. he expressed mild enthusiasm when talking about food, and luckily, he did not ask me to cover any of the bill when it arrived. surprisingly, he asked if i wanted to get yogart, and i went along. i did not take up his offer for yogart, i just wanted the date to end already.
after an awkward hug and a thank you, i made my way to my car, never to hear or see him again. DUMP.
