Kids, in May 2015, I kicked my dating game up a gear and booked a couple of dates in one week while simultaneously chatting to a variety of eligible bachelors online…which was not without some humorous challenges.
After Rodeo Star had let me down oh-so-gently and I had adopted my F*** IT! Next! attitude, I was all set to meet Brainy and Bored at Alexander Bar. Image courtesy of Huffington Post
While waiting for him to arrive, and trying to remember who exactly he was (don’t judge me – when you’ve been chatting to 4 to 8 guys at once, their likes, dislikes and occupations all tend to blur into one!), I prayed to all of the gods, old and new, that this date would not be as bad as my first dating site meet-up at Alexander Bar had been…
Flashback to December 2014
Bokkie’s profile had him painted as a distinguished, well-traveled older gentleman from the Northern Suburbs, with a love for children (he had a son), adventure and romancing the girl of his dreams.
Sure he was 44, and though I had vowed not to date anyone over the age of 40 thanks to a previous bad mature man dating experience, I thought why the heck not try a silver fox once more? What harm could it do, right?
A lot, actually, as it turned out. Bokkie was the very personification of every bad older guy date montage you see in all romantic comedies, where the girl is looking for The One. I’m talking balding hair, pot-belly, greying chest hair peeking out from the three open buttons on a flannel shirt, complete with a big gold chain around his neck.
And just when I thought to myself: “Dude, looks aren’t everything –quit judging him and just enjoy his company! Bokkie reveals his true self. Meet Mr Sexist Ass who thinks he knows everything because he traveled in the 90 and cannot understand why the youth waste their time on social media (hello, did he even read my profile –it’s what I do for a living!).
He prattled on for 15 minutes about how crazy and desperate the women on the dating site are; how he is disgusted with the fact that I am agnostic because you cannot be on the fence about religion and ordered my drinks for me because what do women know about alcohol. Kill. Me. Now.
Needless to say that date ended quickly and I never heard from him again which suited me just fine. Just thinking about it gives me shudders!
Back to 2015
After a false start where neither one of us knew that the other was there, Brainy but Bored and I hit it off..
Conversation flowed easily as we bonded over shared interests like Game of Thrones (yay!), being raised in non-traditional homes; comic books, mutual acquaintances; travel and how much we love food. The fact that he was picking food off my plate didn’t even annoy me as it would normally, which is always a good sign.
Brainy but Bored was funny, a gentleman, honest about the fact he’d be immigrating in six months so wasn’t looking to settle down and interesting. Sure, this time I wasn’t the one who felt an “instinctual convergence” but I really enjoyed this date and because of my previous bad experiences, it reminded me of the Annie the Musical number… “The sun will come out tomorrow!”
There was hope, Kids, that this insane dating challenge would actually work. Your dad could be the next date, number 28 or someone I’d meet randomly but he was out there. I just had to believe in the next sunny date 😉