Day in Review - Why I am Still Single - Part 2

No introduction needed for this blog post. If you have read this blog, you may be familiar with my ranting about penis pictures and how men treat women during dating.  If you need a refresher, or just a laugh, you can catch up on a previous dating experience here: Why I am Still Single and the Bridget Jones Rhetoric

Now that you know where I am coming from and the difficultly we Singletons have out there, I have a confession that I want to share...I had hope with this one.  Yes.  I met a man. I liked this man. He did it all right at first. No pressure, he was a gentleman. There was no mention of his penis. The first date was great. I immediately felt a connection with him. We laughed, we poked fun at each other talked about what we wanted in the future. For the first time in probably a year, I actually felt some real potential on a date. I didn't even blog about it because I didn't find anything wrong with him whatsoever!

It wasn't simply that feeling of "I will go on a 2nd date and see how it goes", it was "I want a 2nd date and a 3rd and a 4th and a 5th and on and on and on". It was one of the best 1st dates I have been on. Like I said...I had hope....

Then the shit hit the fan...

2nd date was planned.  I was very excited. So excited, in fact, I accepted the invitation from my mom to take me shopping for a new shirt. (She may have had ulterior motives though and wanted to drive around in her new Caddie...yes, "Sarah and Todd" got rid of the Jeep and replaced it with a Cadillac. It is a luxurious ride.)  I got a beautiful new sweater (since it is still in the 50's here in CLE!!!!) in the perfect color blue to make my eyes look more gorgeous than they normally do. (I should write some poetry today...I seem to be in a rhyming mood)  I did my hair nice, great make-up, looked good.  It was really one of those moments where you look in the mirror and think...Wow!  Who is that hottie?  Oh! It's me!

All I had to do was wait for the call from my guy...we will call him John. We were supposed to do lunch, but he sent me a text asking to move it to dinner.  Fine with me! You know, I am easy going. I can totally deal with those types of spontaneous changes. So I waited....and I waited....and waited...I finally took my new sweater off and slipped into my sweats.  8:00pm at this point and yes...I can admit...I was stood up.

By 9:00pm I had several texts from him. Long story short he said his phone broke, he would never, ever stand someone up. He really likes me, thinks this could really be a long term relationship and can't begin to say how sorry he is for not getting in touch with me sooner. After a few quick texts with my mom and a friend, I agreed to see him again.  I will give someone the benefit of the doubt....one time....no more.  (<---a lesson John learned today)

Is it really broken?  Read on...

We talked on the phone all week.  (Both of us had very busy schedules last week, so we planned to meet today, for lunch.  Today's lunch date has been planned since the weekend.) Conversation was wonderful, we really connected and were getting to know each other. Like clock-work he would text every morning, again at night. We generally had some sort of conversation mid afternoon each day.  It was admittedly awesome!

Then day broke on Wednesday, April 27th, 2011. (Today, if you aren't looking at a calendar) My morning text didn't come...I sent one instead around 9:30am....and waited....I called at 10:30am....no answer (not right to voicemail either, which means the phone was not turned off...remember this fact for later, Gumshoes)...so I waited.  I logged onto the website I had met him on. It shows him as active in the past 5 minutes.  (What??? Why isn't he responding to my text??)  I sent him a message on the website.  (For the record, I also had the option to chat with him since he was currently online)

The message said:  

Are we not going to lunch today? I sent you some texts...phone broken again? If you don't want to go out with me, that's cool, but don't lead me on. I don't want to be a psycho bitch but when someone says they are going to go out with me, I expect them to follow through. I have to go downtown to meet a client for a quick 15 minutes...if I am meeting you, text me and let me know when and where.  If I am not meeting you, forget it. I don't have time for games.

I went downtown....and came back.  No message...until about 12:30pm...it was a text and said - "Hey, sorry, had to get a new phone on lunch. Broke it last night at work" 

It was at 12:30pm that my head exploded. 

Really?  Your phone broke? AGAIN?!?!?!??!  As many of you know, I am the most clumsy, accident prone individual in the world, and admittedly I have broken my Blackberry once...I can accept someone saying they broke their phone once....but twice?  In three weeks?  I do not believe it. I won't believe it. I won't be a little woman who is taken advantage of like that. After a series of texts, he has denied all fault in the situation. I told him to forget my number. 

So yes...I am 100% totally single yet again. It was nice to be kind of dating someone for a few weeks, but I don't date liars and I won't put up with someone taking advantage of me. Have I said that before? Yes...and I will keep saying it. Why in the hell do men think they can get away with this?  Are there too many women falling for it?  It's weird...I come from a line of pretty strong women. There is no way I could see the women in my family falling for it. Maybe I am too independent? Who knows.  All I do know is if you are a good man or have a good man, I salute you today. You are too few and far between.

So now I sit weighing the options:  single forever....converting to Catholicism and becoming a nun...lipstick lesbian...cat lady....I guess all of them could have their positives and negatives.  

By the way, I would just like to take this opportunity to say I feel Donald Trump should move to Alaska... 

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Weekend in Review....Why I am Still Single and the Bridget Jones Rhetoric

Happy Monday! I had a great weekend. My Aunt Debi and Uncle Dan were in town from New Mexico and we had some long over due family time. It was wonderful to spend time with them and I look forward to them moving closer to home in the future.

Now the rest of the weekend, basically the day we call "Sunday", wasn't nearly as enjoyable.
Note: I will attempt to keep the rest of the post as "PG-13" as I can. It will border on "adult" content...

Many of my friends are married, or "Smug Marrieds" as Bridget Jones would say. I, however, and a smaller number of my friends are "Singletons", or "unmarried and romantically unattached". For those of you "Smug Marrieds" who ask us "Singletons" why we remain "Singletons"...read on...

As I have mentioned in this blog, I have been "talking" to a guy for the past few weeks. This basically consists of talking on the phone, e-mail, texting, Yahoo Messenger, etc. We had gone out on a date a few months ago, but I found him a little immature and felt something just wasn't right. As you know, we re-connected a few weeks ago and I finally decided, Yes, I will see him again for another date. He was very excited, and I admit, I was looking forward to it as well. He is definitely attractive and didn't seem to have any major issues I would say is not compatible with myself....until he sent this message to me....

(Copied from my Yahoo Messenger History)

Him: "I don't know if I told you, but I have an 11 inch penis"
Me: "Thanks for the info. I think that is kind of inappropriate though at this point in the relationship"
Him: "I am really sorry. I don't know why I said that."
Me: "It's fine, I just don't know why guys do that. It is kind of annoying."
Him: "I know. I shouldn't have done it."
Me: "No, you shouldn't have. That is a "date killer" for me. What makes you think I care about your "size"?"
Him: "I don't know...I am really sorry, again. I won't mention it again"
Me: "Thanks. I have to go write an article"
Him: "Are you mad?"
Me: "Annoyed, yes, but you appologized, said you wouldn't do it again, so I am cool"
Him: "Ok..good. Well text me later"
Me: "Ok."

Signed off at this point....went back to work.

10 minutes later, I get a text...I check it...it's from him...it says "I wanna do something rash that I can't take back once its done but I don't wanna offend you I guess I have to take a chance and hope for the best"

1 minute later....a picture message....

Yes...you guessed it....a picture of his....you know what....manhood?!?!?!

Now I pause to tell you, just a few weeks ago, my friend Laurel and I were just talking about how guys have some fascination for sending penis pics.  Seriously...I have dated a lot of men...and though there are the rare cases where you can get through the first or second date without any mention of the word "penis",  it seems for the majority, you get that penis pic. I thought it was just me, until Laurel said one of the guys she was talking to did the same thing!  I could probably cover my wall with them if I wanted to. (If I saved them!) I also feel the need to mention there were absolutely NO pictures of ANY part of my anatomy sent to anyone, so obviously, I wasn't asking for them.

Of course, I BBM'd (Blackberry Messaged) her as soon as I saw the photo. A feverish BBM session took place between Laurel and I discussing what I should say and how to handle this. Meanwhile, I got two calls and one text from the guy in question asking if he "messed up" by sending that picture.

Um.......

YES! 

I sent him a quick e-mail this morning saying "Sorry, but I am not into this...blah, blah, blah"

So to the "Smug Marrieds"...you now know why my "Singleton" friends and I are still "Singletons". THIS is what we are dealing with out in the dating world. I have too much respect for myself to be treated like that. It is highly inappropriate in my opinion and I don't care to see your penis without even properly dating first. Though it does seem possible that you can meet nice guys out there, I have seen it with my own eyes, it seems like the guys that find me are A) Quasimodo's twin brother B) Divorced with 6 kids C) Attractive but only after the physical relationship or D) Saying they are looking for something real, then send a picture of their penis after talking for 15 minutes.

Are there good guys left? If you know someone around my age who does not fit into those categories, send them my way...until then, I will stick with the "Singletons"...and if anyone wants to see the picture, let me know...I will pass it on...