I recently went on an actual dinner date with someone off Match. Usually that is completely against my rules. I never allow myself that much time with someone the first time I meet them. That’s a huge commitment. Coffee or drinks are my go to. That way, if he is awful, I pound my beer and leave. Or, if I like him, it could turn into another drink, or possibly dinner.

Anyways, this guy is a professional golfer. Totally not my type. Tall and skinny. Kind of awkward. We are talking 6’2 and maybe 170lbs on a good day. I usually go for the beefcake- gym rat- muscle dudes. I can’t help myself. You like what you like. I was meeting him for dinner and was going into it with an open mind. I watched him walk into the restaurant as I was talking to my sister on the phone while I was sitting in the parking lot. I just started laughing because he was still in golf clothes since he had just left the golf course. Hey, he could rock the white pants.

I met him inside the restaurant in the lobby. We waited for a table for a few short minutes. In that time I was able to ask him how he was feeling. Earlier he had explained that he wasn’t playing professionally this season because of some injuries. Somehow that followed with him saying, “You probably wouldn’t get injured like me because you are pretty sturdy”. Ummmm thank you? Did you just call me thick? Large? I’m not really sure. My best friend had been called this before, given her muscles and her insanely hot bod… So I just started laughing. Apparently this was now a “thing” to call women. I’m still trying to interpret this comment.

We sat down for dinner and we were enjoying the standard first date conversations. AKA 20 questions. I learned that he lives in AZ part time and that all the women down there are only focused on a man’s money. Apparently, he hates that women seem to be so shallow. Somehow we started talking about Labor Day weekend and how I was heading to Vegas. This guy got SUPER excited when I mentioned Vegas. He then proceeded to tell me that his Grandfather taught him how to count cards when he was a teenager. Pretty sure that’s freakin’ illegal. He also claims to have friends in Vegas who would fly him out on a private jet if he said he wanted to go there for the weekend to gamble. Oh yeah! – He also mentioned that about $850,000 of his net worth is from counting cards/playing blackjack. (Shit, I should have ordered the most expensive thing on the menu). I’m sorry—didn’t you just complain to me about how women are shallow because all they want is your money? You’re flaunting it at this point. I about 100% positive one of my talking point on a first date is my salary. Who says that!?

The subject changed, we kept chatting away. I also learned that this guy was allergic to everything under the sun. Oh! And he got Rhabdomyolysis and should have extensive organ damage if not be dead. Such an interesting man. Basically, I could tell you his whole life story at this point and I have only been sitting at a table with him for a little over an hour.

We finished dinner, he paid (I mean, I know how much he has in the bank), and he walked me out to my car. He asked what I was doing over the weekend and if I would like to hang out with him again. I said yes. I was oddly attracted to him and wanted to learn more about him. Or was it the money? Why not?

He contacted me later that week and asked if I wanted to hang out Saturday. Saturday came around, never heard from him. Typical. Sunday evening I got a text explaining that his weekend got super busy and he was sorry for never calling me on Saturday to hang out. He asked how my weekend was. I responded. Then I never heard from him again. His loss.

Why do men do that? They always end a date with “Let’s do this again.” Or “I had a great time, I would like to hang out with you again sometime.” And they never follow through. If you don’t like a girl, just tell her. “Hey, I had fun with you but I’m just not feeling it.” Pretty simple guys. But hey, the silent treatment is pretty easy for us women to understand too. It’s ok. I’m probably too sturdy for you anyways. No girl likes to out lift her man. 😉

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