Hello My Faithful Readers:
For all of you up here in the great Northeast, I hope you're surviving this mini-blizzard that has hit us! I wasn't prepared at all for it and I must be the only person who didn't pay close attention to the weather reports, because I was shocked to wake up this morning to nearly 8 inches of snow. This weekend was actually pretty low key for me. I felt under-the-weather by the end of last week (cold/sinus) so I ended up going home from work Friday and not leaving my apartment until Sunday, when I met my friends The Roodster and Lil B for dinner, at a lovely new Ethiopian Restaurant called Etai.
I finally heard from Mystervee on late Saturday night (around 11) asking if I was in the city and wanted to meet up. I'm not even sure why I answered the phone that late except to see what he was up to...and to confirm my suspicions that he indeed sees me as an "Afterthought Chic" AKA "Booty Call." When I explained that I was sick he said "Call me when you feel better." Again my problem with this guy is that he just really doesn't seem to care about me as a person, he's more concerned about tapping my A$$. He doesn't know how to treat a woman. You know how I feel about that ladies and gentleman "NEXT!"
The E-card Stalker and I were supposed to have a date on Saturday evening. He'd called me on Friday night to confirm and at that time I told him that I felt like I could still go on the date. By Saturday afternoon I realized that I didn't have the energy to get out of bed and I was sounding like a 13 year old boy whose voice was changing (I think he was afraid of catching what I had too); he suggested that we reschedule for some other time. True to form on Sunday evening he called me to check up on me and sent me a get well e-card from him. It was a nice touch and even though there are things that The E-card Stalker needs to work on as far as phone conversations (I'll get into this later) I have to admit that it was nice to see someone cared enough to check up on me. Quite simply, he knows how to treat a woman.
I put two little updates up today to illustrate the big differences in how these men are going about treating me. I really do believe sometimes a little bit of effort goes a long way in my book and I was impressed by The E-card Stalker even checking on me. My friend The Roodster and I had a discussion about men and relationships at dinner last night and she made a good point. She said that sometimes men don't know how to treat a woman because quite simply they are used to women who don't have any standards or requirements. I'm pretty old-fashioned and have lots and lots of standards. At this point in my life I can't see myself relaxing my standards for anyone. I understand giving a man a shot, (believe me I'm the QUEEN of this!). BUT when it's clear to me from his actions what he really thinks of me, I have no choice for my own sanity, but to keep it moving.
I have to say thank you to everyone for all the love and support and comments you send my way! I appreciate them all and I hope that you will keep them coming. It's really tough to put myself out there in an honest way without having a few critics. I'd like to just clarify the purpose and intent of my blog by saying that it is intended to share with you some of my mistakes, my growth and the journey I'll eventually make as I try to find the right relationship for me. It is not to give a full-blown view or even to exploit any of the men that I happen to go out on dates with. I may beat them up here, but you better believe I'm beating myself up too for my sometimes ridiculous behavior. Thanks again for taking the time to read my blog today and I wish you a wonderful rest of the week!
Mwuah,
Georgia Peach
Showing posts with label disappointments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disappointments. Show all posts
Monday, March 2, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Pay attention to those red flags...
Hello to my faithful readers:
First off I have to say TGIF! This has been one hell of a week. I'm sure by now everyone has heard about the miracle US Airways "Splash" landing in the Hudson River yesterday. Since I'm constantly flying around for work this one definitely hit pretty close to home and I thank God that everyone was able to survive that crash. This has also been a landmark week for me because I launched this blog. YEAH. I want to thank everyone who has commented, e-mailed me or IM'd me with your comments, they are appreciated. I'd also be a piss poor marketer if I didn't encourage you all to post your comments here on the blog and better yet, become one of my followers (especially if you like what you're reading).
Enough of my shameless self promotion. Last night I called the promising prospect from Craigslist. To say I was disappointed might be the understatement of the YEAR! This isn't me just being my normal picky self... he's definitely a character, just not someone I wish to include in the sitcom I call my life. My alarm bells were clanging all through out our conversation, but especially because right off the bat because he asks me how much I weigh. When I refused to give him any info he then asked my dress size. WTF? Again I repeat this was the first warning sign to me. Especially since this is the guy that although he had some really clever, well written e-mails to me, barely provided me any info about himself; nor did he send a picture. Well he tells me that his main questions for me are how many degrees I have? What's my IQ? And what are my sexual habits? Right out of the gate! I'll tell you that the only question I answered was how many degrees I have. Who remembers what their IQ is unless they are a card carrying member of MENSA?
My night gets even better because he proceeds to get into this long involved story about how he's a divorcee (short marriage which ended almost 9 years ago). At this point I'm not judging him, but the fact that this isn't something you normally expect to get into in the first phone conversation took me aback. I asked a few basic questions that he tried to wriggle out of like a slippery fish. When asked what his business was (in his e-mails to me he said he was self employed) his response was he didn't wish to tell me what he does "because he felt it might cause me to make unfair judgements about him." When I asked how old he was he evasively said he was "In his 40's." By his voice I would guesstimate that he's probably closer to 50 than the lower end of 40.
When we get into conversation about interests and types of music and he said the thing that caused me to decide I absolutely could never be interested in this man (GASP) "he doesn't consider hip hop to be real music." Now I never considered myself to be the biggest defender of hip hop or its merits as an art form, but I felt my heart clench when he said those words. I think I was speechless for about 3 minutes, I just let him ramble on and kept saying "Ok, ok, okkkkkkkk." As for his living arrangements he lives uptown in Manhattan (155th and Amsterdam) and he has a young, college aged female roommate. Apparently she is from Sweden and he keeps roommates (in an apt he has lived in for 20 years mind you!) to keep costs down. He also seemed to be a little judgemental of me saying that although I live in Brooklyn I tend to hang out more in the city. I won't type his retort to that other than to say that I was made very aware of how narrow minded he seems to be.
The kicker for the entire conversation for me is that this guy asks if I have any pets, says he has a parrot, then proceeds to tell me about how he used to take the parrot outside and on the train and bus all the time until the city started giving tickets for having the bird in public. He ranted about the fact that the city gives tickets to people who have birds on the buses and trains, imagine that? To me that was the biggest red flag that this guy might be a little unstable.
So perhaps I am being a little too judgemental or picky (MILF I can hear you saying to me that it takes nothing to go on a date), but I honestly believe that I have very little in common with this man. I'd initially called him to set up an in person coffee date, but at the end of our call I realized that if I went on the date it would be for the sole purpose of creating a sensational date story for this blog. Although it would probably make for a great story, I think I'll save myself the wasted time. I can admit that I'm disappointed, I fell in love with the e-mails this guy wrote. Now I know that sometimes it isn't just about the written word, but what a person is like in the flesh (or in my case on the phone).
As promised yesterday here is my list of qualities that I definitely DON'T WANT in my mate:
1) Someone who is narrow minded
2) Liars
3) Problems with addictions (of any kinds)
4) Time wasters
5) Unstable (financially, mentally, whatever!)
6) Stupidity
7) Someone who doesn't know how to manage their money
8) Womanizers
9) Short in height (hey I'm 5'10)
10) Inarticulate
Do you have a DON'T list? If so feel free to post yours in my comments section.
Have a great weekend! I'm going out tonight with some of my girls to do one of my favorite things in the world KARAOKE! I'll also be hanging out with friends over the course of the long weekend. Hope you get out too!
mwuah,
Georgia Peach
First off I have to say TGIF! This has been one hell of a week. I'm sure by now everyone has heard about the miracle US Airways "Splash" landing in the Hudson River yesterday. Since I'm constantly flying around for work this one definitely hit pretty close to home and I thank God that everyone was able to survive that crash. This has also been a landmark week for me because I launched this blog. YEAH. I want to thank everyone who has commented, e-mailed me or IM'd me with your comments, they are appreciated. I'd also be a piss poor marketer if I didn't encourage you all to post your comments here on the blog and better yet, become one of my followers (especially if you like what you're reading).
Enough of my shameless self promotion. Last night I called the promising prospect from Craigslist. To say I was disappointed might be the understatement of the YEAR! This isn't me just being my normal picky self... he's definitely a character, just not someone I wish to include in the sitcom I call my life. My alarm bells were clanging all through out our conversation, but especially because right off the bat because he asks me how much I weigh. When I refused to give him any info he then asked my dress size. WTF? Again I repeat this was the first warning sign to me. Especially since this is the guy that although he had some really clever, well written e-mails to me, barely provided me any info about himself; nor did he send a picture. Well he tells me that his main questions for me are how many degrees I have? What's my IQ? And what are my sexual habits? Right out of the gate! I'll tell you that the only question I answered was how many degrees I have. Who remembers what their IQ is unless they are a card carrying member of MENSA?
My night gets even better because he proceeds to get into this long involved story about how he's a divorcee (short marriage which ended almost 9 years ago). At this point I'm not judging him, but the fact that this isn't something you normally expect to get into in the first phone conversation took me aback. I asked a few basic questions that he tried to wriggle out of like a slippery fish. When asked what his business was (in his e-mails to me he said he was self employed) his response was he didn't wish to tell me what he does "because he felt it might cause me to make unfair judgements about him." When I asked how old he was he evasively said he was "In his 40's." By his voice I would guesstimate that he's probably closer to 50 than the lower end of 40.
When we get into conversation about interests and types of music and he said the thing that caused me to decide I absolutely could never be interested in this man (GASP) "he doesn't consider hip hop to be real music." Now I never considered myself to be the biggest defender of hip hop or its merits as an art form, but I felt my heart clench when he said those words. I think I was speechless for about 3 minutes, I just let him ramble on and kept saying "Ok, ok, okkkkkkkk." As for his living arrangements he lives uptown in Manhattan (155th and Amsterdam) and he has a young, college aged female roommate. Apparently she is from Sweden and he keeps roommates (in an apt he has lived in for 20 years mind you!) to keep costs down. He also seemed to be a little judgemental of me saying that although I live in Brooklyn I tend to hang out more in the city. I won't type his retort to that other than to say that I was made very aware of how narrow minded he seems to be.
The kicker for the entire conversation for me is that this guy asks if I have any pets, says he has a parrot, then proceeds to tell me about how he used to take the parrot outside and on the train and bus all the time until the city started giving tickets for having the bird in public. He ranted about the fact that the city gives tickets to people who have birds on the buses and trains, imagine that? To me that was the biggest red flag that this guy might be a little unstable.
So perhaps I am being a little too judgemental or picky (MILF I can hear you saying to me that it takes nothing to go on a date), but I honestly believe that I have very little in common with this man. I'd initially called him to set up an in person coffee date, but at the end of our call I realized that if I went on the date it would be for the sole purpose of creating a sensational date story for this blog. Although it would probably make for a great story, I think I'll save myself the wasted time. I can admit that I'm disappointed, I fell in love with the e-mails this guy wrote. Now I know that sometimes it isn't just about the written word, but what a person is like in the flesh (or in my case on the phone).
As promised yesterday here is my list of qualities that I definitely DON'T WANT in my mate:
1) Someone who is narrow minded
2) Liars
3) Problems with addictions (of any kinds)
4) Time wasters
5) Unstable (financially, mentally, whatever!)
6) Stupidity
7) Someone who doesn't know how to manage their money
8) Womanizers
9) Short in height (hey I'm 5'10)
10) Inarticulate
Do you have a DON'T list? If so feel free to post yours in my comments section.
Have a great weekend! I'm going out tonight with some of my girls to do one of my favorite things in the world KARAOKE! I'll also be hanging out with friends over the course of the long weekend. Hope you get out too!
mwuah,
Georgia Peach
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