TashJGirl

Misadventures in Dating June 4, 2010

This is yet another installment in the chronicles of my dating life. At the beginning of the year I started chatting with a nice guy from NY state. We exchanged photos and spent a few months chatting on the phone, e-mailing, and texting each other. The conversations were great and it seemed that we had a lot in common. And maybe “on paper” we did. So after looking forward to each new chat or e-mail or text, we decided to meet. Because it was still the dead of winter where I live and nothing to do here, we decided to meet in a neutral place, somewhere I’ve never been before. We decided on Las Vegas.

I felt horribly deceived and duped. The pic he had of him looked like it was from high school (and neither of us has been in high school for at well over a decade). I suppose I should have realized something was amiss when the most recent pic of him was an oddly-angled pic of his face. He also did say he had a few extra pounds.
Don’t get me wrong, a few extra pounds is fine. I have a few extra pounds. But he had a few extra people! He was nearly three times bigger than I am. I’m sorry, but there are just logistical things to consider.

But then, if he would have been honest, it might have gone a little better. And I still wanted to give him a chance. Weight is something that can be changed, unlike some other things.

So we spent a few days together and I’ve never been so happy as when we parted. You see, he was incredibly cheap, something I really hate, especially in a man. He would say things like “let’s make sure we get your money’s worth by eating all the expensive stuff at the buffet”. I got so fed up with him that I payed for dinner, so he’d shut up about the price of the dinner buffet (about $35-$40 per person). He’d try to stuff himself with lobster and prime rib to “eat your money’s worth”.

Lawn

Since he rented the car (I paid half, actually more than that), we drove around Las Vegas. The lawns were about the size of a postage stamp and quite amusing. It’s impossible to fit a lawnmower on it it’s so small.

We also drove through Red Rock Canyon and it snowed. It was stunningly cold since I only packed a raincoat and a couple sweaters. I mean, who brings gloves to the desert? Certainly not I, and for which I was incredibly sorry. But the pictures were OK.

Snow at Red Rock Canyon