Single Mans Diary

I am a 30 yr old single Jewish dude in California. I work in entertainment, college educated, decent looking, very insecure, neurotic, super sensitive, funny, confused and totally together. These are my adventures in dating, sex, love, and how I truly feel about the women I go out with. Please let me know what you think. I'd love to hear your honest opinions. Oh, and yes the grammar sucks I know. It's like that for a reason, trust me don't ask. - - Single Man's Diary The Book, Coming 2010

October 12, 2009

This Weekend’s 1st Date With The Borders Blonde

I was really excited when I got her number a couple weeks ago. I rarely hit on women in a store like that. I was surprised it happened. She was hot and funny. It gave me a lot of confidence.

I called the Borders blonde a few days later and left a message. The next day she sent me a text. I sent her a text back. She said she’d call me that eve. No call. 2 days later I got another text. She asked if I’d like to get together the following day. I called her right after I read the text. No answer, I texted back, “Sure. When and where?” She immediately responded saying she’d call me the next day.

No call.

I sent her a text, “Did you still want to get together tonight?” She asked if she could reschedule for the following day, I said sure. The following day she flaked. I became annoyed and deleted her number. I was sick of her crap.

Last Thursday she called. I didn’t recognize the number. I thought it was my friend’s office line so I picked up. She was nice, and very apologetic for flaking. I said it wasn’t a problem. She asked if I was free this past Saturday night, and promised not to flake or reschedule. I happily accepted. Even though I was still slightly annoyed, I was happy she called and looked forward to seeing her.

We made dinner plans at a place on LaBrea and agreed to meet there. Reservations were for 8:30; I arrived at 8:25. I had a funny feeling she’d be late so I seated myself. I sent her a text letting her know I was seated. No response.

8:45

9:00

I was SO fucking annoyed. I hate when people are late! Hate hate hate.

I gave myself until 9:10. If I didn’t see her by then, I was GHOST. At 9:07 I saw her monstrosity SUV pull up to the valet. She spotted me and profusely apologized as she approached, “Oh my god I am SO sorry”. We hugged. As she sat down she said, “God what a day! My babysitter was late and THEN my phone died”.

Wait. Babysitter?!?!?

KIDS?

Umm, HELLO!? Did you know I had NO IDEA LADY?

“Oh, I didn’t know you had kids”, I said.

“Yes, I have a 3 year old and a 7 year old”.

Right after she said that a HUGE wall went up. Hey, kids are cool. But I don’t want to date anyone with them. Like, not at ALL. Maybe she should’ve told me before. But why should she have? Plus, we hadn’t really talked for longer than 3 min since Borders. I began to think that it might not actually be so bad. Then I had a vision: Going to her house and meeting her children. It immediately turned me off.

So I figured I would see the dinner through and make the best of it. She’s nice, and pretty fucking hot for a girl with 2 kids. She’s skinny as hell. Right after we ordered she revealed some more awesome tidbits about herself. She’s currently going through a divorce.

God I really scored on this one.

Her soon to be ex-husband is a professional athlete for a California sports team. I’m not a big sports guy and I totally knew who he was. And he’s MUCH better looking than I am.

I had to give her props for being honest, but the whole thing was a lot for me to digest. I was nice and talkative but I didn’t really commit to the date. It seems like it could be fun, she’s hot, she has cash, and is pretty fucking funny. The whole time she ragged on me about the Kathy Griffin book.