It’s been almost two years since my ex husband moved out. I waited a good six months before I got back out there an entered the dating pool. There hasn’t been a dull day since.
I’ve tried all the dating sites: match.com, Plenty of Fish, OK Cupid and even Tinder. Surprisingly enough, Tinder has been the spot where I have met the nicest, most normal people.
I thought it would be fun to chronicle some of my dating stories on my blog. They are just too good not to share. Like the time a guy showed up late AND drunk to our first date… to the time that the guy blew his vape smoke directly in my face.
You can’t make this stuff up!
For the protection of the “innocent” I never use a guy’s real name– even with my friends– until things get serious. FYI… my friends have only known the name of one person.
For today, I am going to share a recent story. We will call him B-ball. I believe he was from OK Cupid. B-ball was sweet to start. He complimented my smile in his introduction message and played along with the silly joke I wrote in my rebuttal. We chatted for a day or so. B-ball wanted to meet very soon in our conversations. Not a big deal for me, but he lived about 45 minutes away, so there was some planning involved.
In the interim, I suggested we talk on the phone. After a few failed attempts, we were finally able to connect for a conversation.
B-ball had a slight drawl to his voice; although not from the south, not even southern Ohio. He had a slow cadence, similar to that of Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh.
He talked of his passion for coaching girls’ basketball at the local middle school- thus the nickname of B-ball. He also talked about how basketball was his preferred workout activity. He was VERY passionate about basketball.
He then told he about how he had given up coaching because his mother passed away on New Year’s Eve from her battle with cancer. My heart broke for him. You could tell he was clearly affected by this recent event; almost to the point of tears.
We talked for a good 45 minutes to an hour. I knew after this phone screening that it was unlikely that I would be interested in going on a date with B-ball. The next day I sent him the following text:
I thought that would be the end of it, but two days later I get this text:
Never saw that coming in a million years. It definitely made me laugh B-ball. Unfortunately, not in the way that you likely expected.
Never a dull moment I tell ya!