How did you meet? Tinder
Good quotes from date(s): Every text we wrote to each other was kind of amazing. My favorites included "Back to the Future" references
Why is he still single? Don't know
Did he pay for the date? Yes
Did he contact you after the date? Yes
How many dates did you go on? 1
Would you recommend to a friend? nah...
It was one of those blisteringly cold basically unlivable weekends in January where going outside was out of the question. Instead, Robert and I texted non-stop making each other crack up in our own safe but separate cocoons in our respective apartments. We shared pics of ourselves in our cozy pjs (his had Bart Simpson on them). We also shared the same sense of humor and I wondered if he was maybe the boy version of me.
Would that be super cool or super annoying? All of my (three) ex-boyfriends were quieter, more reflective, and more introverted than me. I've often thought that the reason these relationships didn't work was because I needed to date someone more like me. Wouldn't we laugh all the time?
A week later Robert and I met for an impromtu Sunday brunch. I took the bus to his neighborhood and I felt nervous. What if neither of us lived up to our funny, quirky, texting personas? What if he didn't like me, because I've already developed a crush on him. A sense of humor (live or digital) makes me weak in the knees.
Our Sunday brunch was the right amount of fun and awkward assuaged by a couple of mimosas. He was smart and cute and tall and equally funny in person.
After that I don't really know what happened.
There was more texting, same amount of funny but less frequent. We made a second date but he cancelled (the theme for 2014). The texting continued but became less funny, then non-existent.
Now he's one of my 362 Facebook friends, which in my world is where crushes and potential loves go to die. In a few months I'll do my biannual Facebook audit and he won't make the cut.
I know the drill. I get it. I don't take it personally anymore. I just feel so so tired. He was not that into me for whatever reason that I don't care to know. But the e-maintaining, and keeping me on the back burner with the texts for more than a month is something I cannot live with. You see, I'm a front burner gal - hell, I'm the whole goddamn stove-top. It's all or nothing for me.