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Date Report Card: Personality Goggles

October 20, 2010

Most people in a dimly lit, loud, over packed environment also known as a bar/club get “beer goggles” after a few alcoholic beverages. Since I hardly ever drink, I get what I have affectionately dubbed personality googles. This means that my ability to judge someone’s intentions and compatibility are shot to hell due to combination of those distorting factors.

Without getting into too much detail and telling on myself, I’ll give you the short hand version of how I met this gentlemen. While making my way outside for a break, it was too damn hot in there, a guy stopped me and asked for my name.  I whispered “Silent” in his ear and kept walking. He grabbed my arm and asked to speak with me. I looked him over. Short but cute, I was bored so, “come with me,” came out of my mouth.

What did we talk about outside you may ask? Obviously I have no clue based on what happened a few days later. Fast-forward to yesterday and our “date.”

Punctuality: n/a

I was late because after a brief phone conversation with him I suspected that my judging capabilities were off that night. But I was a woman of my word so I went out with him anyway.

Creativity: F

He was very adamant about me meeting him at this one particular restaurant his “homie” worked at. I didn’t want to keep arguing so I agreed to make my way there. As I arrived I saw him sitting with another gentleman. His “brother.” (I start to remember from the night before that he called two other men who looked nothing like him, his “brother.” ) Surprise. Surprise. This is a group date. No one told me, I would have prepared, meaning not showed up.

Chemistry: F

Apparently I speak too proper for his tastes. He asked me where my mother was from and I told him the Compton/Watts area. Considering she is from both I didn’t stutter in my explanation. He mocked me for including area in the sentence. Seriously, you’re mocking me for being too proper. I was waiting for him to tell me I spoke like a white girl. I’m a no holds barred girl, so I would have followed up with you speak like an ignorant thug told him that we had nothing in common and walked out if he had. I wish he had.

Allow me to go off-script from the usual dating report card because he did excel at some things so I don’t want you to think I’m a complete bitch. I’m considerate sometimes.

Drunkness: A+

There was a lot of joking and surface scratching going on at the table. Too bad (read thank goodness) it was between myself and his homeboy. My date was too wasted to even put two coherent sentences together. He occasionally had an outburst but his friend and I would mock him and continue our conversation.

Annoyance: A+

If I had to give a grade for how annoying he was, this is the only level he would excel at. Within 2 minutes of me sitting down, he asked me to buy him a drink. I thought he was joking until he asked me 4 more times within our 90 minute date.

Cheapness: A+

He and his friend argued with both our waiter and the manager about which drinks were included in happy hour. I was so tempted to pull out my credit card, pay the $35 tab and exit stage left. At this point I felt like I was on a date with the midget from Hell Date, since he was much shorter than me and I couldn’t believe what was going on.

Overall: Epic Fail

He not only got an F but so did I. I should have taken more time to speak with him prior to meeting up. Those personality goggles messed me up but it was my responsibility to have a interrogation proper conversation before wasting my gas.   At least I had something to blog about this morning. Silver lining?

10 Comments leave one →
  1. October 20, 2010 6:56 am

    he asked you to buy him a drink? damn. oh well at least you had a story to tell right?

  2. Jane permalink
    October 20, 2010 8:48 am

    “I was waiting for him to tell me I spoke like a white girl.”

    Okay, I’m trying not too be offended by that, since I’m white.
    However, I know the point you were making. Regardless of colour and creed, poor communication skills just makes everyone look stupid.

    I applaud you for sticking the date out as long as you did. I would have left.
    At least you got a story out of it. 🙂

    • October 20, 2010 2:34 pm

      Sorry Jane. I say and write some stupid inconsiderate comments without thinking. My apologies.


      • Jane permalink
        October 20, 2010 3:20 pm

        NEVER apologize or censore yourself here!

        I’m not actually offended, but I can see how one might be.
        If someone told me I talked like a redneck, or a hippie cos I live in Vancouver, BC, well I might have to spit on them.

        Funny that the Brits get maga pissed if you mistaken them for Aussies. lol

        I got the point you were making! 🙂 No harm no foul.

      • Jane permalink
        October 20, 2010 3:23 pm

        BTW, you can read my chaos here….

  3. October 20, 2010 10:26 am

    Wow…that is just flat out crazy! What a friggin loser. You have great patience for sticking through that. What kind of idiot invites his homeboy out to a date? Disgraceful.

  4. icecoldjd1906 permalink
    October 20, 2010 3:06 pm

    Did you at least enjoy the food?

    • October 20, 2010 3:52 pm

      You think I ate food? I could already tell he was cheap. I drank my free water with lemon.

  5. Darrell permalink
    October 20, 2010 3:54 pm

    There are times when our judgment is clouded for whatever reason. When those times occur its important for us to learn and grow from our experiences. As a precautionary measure I’d have my personality goggles checked they let you down this time. :o)

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