Overreacting...

Sometimes the ladies aren't the only ones who overreact. Let's take a look at a male example. 

I originally met Overreactor months ago on a Napa wine trip but had a boyfriend at the time so I declined to pursue further action. A couple of weeks ago I ran across him on Facebook. In glancing over his profile I discovered three things: 1. he had changed jobs and didn't work for the same tech giant anymore, 2. he had a really attractive new photo of himself up and 3. it looked like he was single.

So I went ahead and sent Overreactor a brief message inquiring about his current job situation and general state of things. He replied back very quickly and very loquaciously. A few messages later set a date for that Thursday to grab drinks at Blondies'. 

Thursday came around but I wasn't incredibly excited. My gut was trying to warn me but I was not listening. 

Well my gut was right. I wasn't overly impressed with our date. I had to pay for my first drink. I am more than financially capable for paying for a $4 beer, but the man is supposed to pay for your drink. Especially on a first date. His already awful manners set a bad taste in my mouth. He paid for the second drink but it's because we "shared it" aka he drank 75% of it and I drank 25% of it. I didn't want to guzzle down more liquor but he kept insisting we should try one of Blondies' fancy cocktails. Except that he picked up a Moscow Mule. Gross. Points off for having actual bad taste too.

Despite these blunders, I tried to enjoy the date and give Overreactor a chance. But then came blunder number three. He frequently invaded my personal space by being touchy feely. There was nothing inappropriate about it, it was just much too frequent and sometimes a little rough.  I tried to steer my body in the opposite direction of his hand but there wasn't much room to move around on a 5inch bar stool surrounded by larger individuals who were also occupying 5 inch bar stools. 

The date ended around 10:00. Despite my disinterest, I had him walk me home because of all the recent muggings and attacks. I'd rather experience 20 more minutes of mediocracy than get stabbed for my crappy Samsung phone. Good news is he didn't try to kiss me. He did tell me I was "really cute, really put together" and "lovely." Again, it was too much. Slow down, Cupid.

He asked me to brunch and a motorcycle ride that Sunday morning. I said, "oh maybe!"

Saturday night, he texts me this:

"Hi ______. Tomorrow maybe we can get brunch and I want to meet your dog. Does he wake up early? :) Then brunch!"

I didn't respond. 

Sunday morning I get another text from him:

"Good morning sunshine. Have you been outside yet? Its spring! After I take a shower I'm going to be looking for breakfast. Would you like to join me?"

I respond back and say that I can't join him because something came up. He pretty much freaks out and sends the text below:

"That's super lame. This should be obvious but I'm going to say it anyway. It's not okay that you cancelled breakfast plans at 9:45am. Because we had this plan, it affected what I did last night and what else I planned today. I'll give you another chance to prove you're not a flake, but "something came up" is not good enough."

The guy has a fair point. I don't disagree. What I wasn't in accordance with was the emotion and anger behind the text. 

• I cannot emphasize enough that we only went on one freaking date together! I don't really owe you anything and it's not the end of the world.
• Thanks for sounding absolutely insane by telling me that "something came up is not good enough." Sounding like a parent and telling a girl what to do is a huge fucking turn off. 
• Since I'm obviously flaking, do you really think I want "the chance" to prove that I'm not a flake? 
• I'm obviously NOT that into you.

XOXO,
Dating Aficionado