Mr. Computer Geek contacted me on match.com. For those of you who are interested in match.com I wish you the best of luck. (Of course I wish anyone the best of luck with online dating in general). Mr. Computer Geek contacted me and was immediately enamored with both my appearance and personality. According to Mr. Computer Geek, he could not stop staring at my picture or re-reading my profile. He asked me out on a date, we met at a local pub. Things went seemingly well. I met his best friend, had a great time, then followed back to his big 4 bedroom home to watch a movie, some making out and went home. He was a single Dad as well and our kids were even gone at the same time. He is also a glass blower…bonus! Artist! The first weekend free I wait for him to call for another date. Nothing. Then I begin to receive a series of strange text messages talking about Native American folklore. Weird. Then over the course of the next few months things get stranger. He only calls to do something on Wednesday evenings and that’s it. I have a conversation with him about why. He insinuates I am worrying for nothing and he is simply busy. Really? Who only wants to hang out on Wends.? Being that I am aware of my own trust issues, I decided to trust him (big mistake). One Wends evening we are out and about, he tells me my walls are hard to break and I decide to let him in and we decide to officially begin seeing each other. He encourages me to be patient.
The next Wends I don’t hear anything from him. That Saturday night I see him downtown. I say hi and instead of getting my usual ‘Hey!’ followed by a big hug I get a ‘oh hi’. As he walks by I see he is with another woman and proceeds to kiss her outside the restaurant my friend and I are eating at. Not wanting to look like the drunken crying girl at 3am I decide to make an exit stage left! As I get to the parking lot where my vehicle is I run into his best friend who proceeds to tell me how mental his friend is and what a douche he is. Information that WOULD have been useful THE FIRST NIGHT YOU MET ME!!!
I thanked him and quickly proceeded to erase Mr. Computer geek/socially retarded idiot’s phone number out of my phone!
