Well, I have my first date....thanks to Plenty Of Fish! He's 43, former marine, stocky. Definitely my type of guy from first impressions. He seems really nice. But hell, they all do in the beginning. There is one issue though. He told me he is a very picky eater. Ugh! I had an experience with a picky eater a few years ago and it ultimately ended our relationship. Seriously. I had no idea that it would have the effect that it did. The guy would only eat meat and cheese. That's it. No fruits, veggies or condiments of any kind, ever. At first I thought fine, no big deal. But it interfered with nearly everything we did. Correction....HE LET IT interfere. Everything we did had to revolve around his pickyness. He refused to just go with the flow and make accommodations for himself because of his weird hang ups about food. Instead he expected everyone else to make accommodations for him and to jump through hoops and cater to him. It was ridiculous. I took the guy to NYC with me and he pouted and moped around the whole time because we went to places where he said he couldn't find anything to eat. He would sit through dinner with a scowl on his face then go to Subway. You are in freakin' New York City and you are eating at Subway???? Give me a fucking break! Turns out the guy had some pretty weird fetishes too. Hahahahahaha! I found out about a year after we broke up that he had a myspace page under the name of Lactation Lover. Oh yeh, you read that correctly. Apparently, from what I could gather, he wanted to meet up with women who were lactating. I guess cheese wasn't the only dairy product he enjoyed after all. Gross!!!
So, the date with the Marine is on Monday. Dinner and a movie. Should be interesting......at the least the dinner part. Ha! ;-)
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