I’ve never been all that lucky in love but I’ve never had a really bad date either. That is until yesterday. I had the worst date ever. I met a 54 year old man on OK Cupid named Ron. We met for lunch yesterday. This is our story.
I don’t take on line dating seriously but I decided to give it a try (again). I chat with people for fun but it would be wonderful to meet the love of my life. So I had been talking to Ron. The interaction was nothing special. I spoke with him on the phone a few times. Again sparks didn’t fly. He suggested that we meet and against my better judgment I agreed to meet him.
I would prefer to not go out with someone until we developed some familiarity and had a few enjoyable conversations with each other. I think that if two people even decide to go on a date it should be kind of special. Ron is one of these people that like to treat dating as if it is a job interview. He asked a lot of questions about my previous relationships with men and my current dating habits that really kind of turned me off. He also said that he needed to meet someone in person to see if he really liked them or not. Once again I was a bit put off by this. But I decided to set aside some time to see him yesterday.
I was going to get in touch with him and tell him that I wasn’t interested in meeting. But I was really hungry after church yesterday and I figured since I needed to get something to eat I would invite him to meet me at a sandwich shop. He suggested we go to a winery in the center of town and I agreed to that.
I wasn’t familiar with the place and he told me that it was next to Barnes & Noble at the corner of Broadway and 47th Street in Kansas City. I knew where the Barnes & Noble was so I parked near there and walked towards the corner. I didn’t see any restaurant on any corner. I called him and asked him for further directions. He said it’s near McCormick & Schmick which was in the other direction. So I walked back up the block toward McCormick & Schmick and saw no other restaurants other than a coffee shop. I got the name of the place when I spoke to him and I Googled it and found out the entrance was on Broadway. I never would have found the place if it wasn’t for Google Maps. I had been walking back and forth on 47th Street in a black dress with a scarf on in about 85 degree heat.
He calls me again and ask me where I am. I told him I was on my way. He repeats it’s on the corner of 47th and Broadway. The daft man never seemed to understand that the landmarks he gave me were all on 47th Street and the entrance was around the corner on Broadway. Anyway, I find my way in and sit at the table and he says “I don’t understand why you had a hard time finding it”. I tried to explain that I was on the wrong street from the entrance. He continues to be defensive about his directions with me. I just say I’m sorry for being late to end it.
So we start talking and he starts with a bunch of questions. When was your last relationship? How long did they last? Why did they end? Were you in love with them? What would your exes say about you? Do you ever approach men that you like? Seriously, it was just like a job interview. Towards the end he even asked if I had any questions for him. I told him no and he seemed frustrated or perhaps disappointed.
Ron says he likes to get to the point because he doesn’t want to waste time. I think I’m a pretty pleasant person to be around so I don’t think that spending time with me is ever a waste. Once again, I was disenchanted with Mr. Ron.
He mentioned that he talked to a woman on Tinder once and at one point she mentioned that she was celibate. He said that he was no longer interested in her and he was mad that she wasted his time. He thought that she should have put that at the top of her profile because he invested a lot of time messaging her on Tinder. Ron thinks that this woman owes men that information. What a shame.At the beginning stages of what could be a relationship I treat it as an observation stage. I just want to see how a person acts and what actions they take. I want to see if we can have a decent enjoyable conversation together. Anyone one can give a nonsense answer to a question. And Ron has been in sales for ten years so I’m sure he’s good at telling people what they want to hear.
In fact I caught Ron in a lie. In one of our phone conversations I asked him if he grew up in Kansas City. He said yes. I asked him if his family was here. He said yes, all of them were here. During dinner he told me that his daughter lived in Texas with her three girls. Why one Earth would you lie about something like that? The man is lying about things that make no difference what so ever.
Ron was also just plain rude. Not only did he scold me for not being able to follow his bad directions and I caught him in a lie but he had the nerve to ask me how much I weighed. When I told him he challenged me and said that he didn’t believe that. This man is fifty four years old and this is the level of social grace that he has. Good grief.
He also decided to give me dating advice. He told me that I should put more than one picture up on my dating profile and one should be a full body shot because men are visual. I told him to look at my Instagram page because I have over 500 pictures on there. He mentioned that I wore hats in a few pictures and he was wondering if I had hair. What a charming lunch date. He was on the same website and he’s eleven years older than me. Perhaps he shouldn’t be giving out dating advice.
The waitress dropped the check while I was finishing desert. The key lime pie was excellent and it was worth me going out that afternoon. It sat there until I finished desert and was ready to leave. I put my debit card in the book to take care of the bill and Ron pulls out his wallet. He wanted me to give him a ten back for his twenty. Fortunately, I had a ten dollar bill so he took care of his portion of lunch. What a gentleman!
So we leave the restaurant and we say good bye with an awkward hand shake in front of the entrance on BROADWAY. It was strange because he seemed to kind of like me. He never seemed that way during dinner. So I walk away and turn the corner onto 47th Street and head back to my car that’s about two blocks away next to Barnes & Noble.
He texted me later that night and said it was nice to meet me with a blushing happy face emoji. I don’t really know what that means. I said “Thanks, you too” to be polite. Later on I decided to delete all of his texts, his contact number, block his number from my phone and unmatch with him on OK Cupid. He’s a man that values his time so I won’t even waste his time by communicating with him again.
In a way I’m glad I met Ron yesterday because I can now cross him out of my life with no doubts. But my belief was reinforced that my first instincts about people are usually correct. I tried a new restaurant which was a nice place with fantastic key lime pie. (I gave them a good review on Google).