Blind dating is uncomfortable to say the least. You never know what you are going to get… The beauty of the internet allows you to stalk from a distance but even so, people can look a lot different in person.
I have had my fair share of blind dates… and I can confidently say NONE of them have worked out. There are too many variables and too many unknowns.
Last year I was set up on another blind date. This time felt different, I was genuinely excited. He looked great on paper… real-estate mogul and country boy… Country boys are renowned for being genuine and lovely.
I googled him of course and he looked very handsome… wow, rich, nice and handsome what more could I want!
We bantered via email making small talk… a few days later he invited me to have a drink after work one Friday afternoon. I agreed cringing at the thought of have another blind date, but secretly excited hoping this blind date would be different.
I caught a cab to the bar where we arranged to meet. It was quite a swish place filled with lots of bankers having afterwork drinks.
I arrived five minutes late, 7:05pm, he hadn’t arrived yet. I ordered my drink of choice a G & T and took a seat at the bar doing that awkward fiddle with the phone women do when they are waiting for someone. It got to 7:20 pm he still hadn’t arrived and no call. At this stage the barman asked me if I was waiting for someone and I laughed and said “he is always late” obviously a lie, never met the guy. 7:30pm, 7:40pm, 7:50pm passed and he still hadn’t showed. I am not sure why I stuck around but I guess i felt I had already committed to waiting like a loser.
I got a text at 7:55pm which read ” so sorry running late will be there in 5 minutes” . I thought I must have got the times muddled up (which I didn’t) . At this point I wasn’t impressed. Anyone who knows me will tell you I’m very inpatient and I don’t like to be made a fool of.
He eventually rocked up just after 8pm. (so nice of him to join me!). He was very handsome and you could just tell by the way he carried himself he knew it.
No apology, nothing. He came up to me and gave me a kiss on both cheeks and said “darling a drink? I don’t have long I have to be at a dinner at 8:30pm, you don’t mind do you?” my skin was crawling, rude to the tenth degree.
We had one quick drink… which I didn’t even get to finish before he said he had to go to dinner (I imagine with another girl). He asked if I could drop him off in a cab along the way… I agreed, it wasn’t really on my way but I didn’t want to be rude.
As we were walking to the cab he really upped it a notch… literally.
He said “wow you have the most fuckable legs I have ever seen, you’re giving me a hard on!” …EXCUSE ME????!!>@>!>@<#<M@!>!!! What the! I was gobsmacked, couldn’t believe what I was hearing. He said it again and once more after that.Perhaps he thought he could get away with it because I was laughing awkwardly. I am up for silly banter but this slimy, arrogant, real-estate mogul had taken it one step too far…
One hour late, a twenty minute drink and he couldn’t even make time for dinner…please…
Oh wow…what a douchebag. I bet whenever he looks at himself in the mirror, the LMFAO song plays in his head “I’m sexy and I know it.” I hate guys who are conceited.
I admire your confidence there to keep trying blind dates. The mystery of it all has always kept me at bay because you never know what kind of person you will get.
Hopefully the next one goes better : )
I admire your confidence to give another blind date a try. The mystery of it all has always kept me at bay because you don’t know what you are in for until you get to the date then you are trapped.
Hope that next one goes better!
“…it wasn’t really on my way but I didn’t want to be rude.” What? It would have been reasonable just to walk after he failed to apologise for being late! You could have gone to the ladies’ room and exited by another door and left him there, and I imagine most people would find that fully justified. Be sweet, but don’t be a doormat!
Oh ICK! Good job not calling him back. I hope the next blind date goes better!
so the main question is….which of your friends set you up on this blind date???
Does he work in north Sydney by any chance?!?!!
no eastern suburbs… but I bet there are a few around 🙂
I would never go on a blind date, even the man you are supposed to date for even a year will come up fraud. This guy definitely is a douchebag, like seriously you are first late and then you behave like that in the cab!
I have made a solemn promise to myself to never ever let a blind date who turns up late, and is a moron, get away with it again. I had one with a rich, successful, posh guy who knew he was gorgeous and obviously usually had girls falling over themselves for him. He was late. I should have told him to sod off. In future, men will get half an hour’s grace after the scheduled time, then I will leave…
Besides the main lesson learned, the next important bit of information that we did learn from this unfortunate tale is that you do have nice legs.
Horrid absolutely horrid. Some people just suck.
Your first mistake was waiting an HOUR for him! Your time is worth way more than that. 20 minutes tops, and that’s if he has texted to say he is on his way.
I don’t care if it is a blind date, or any first date, if a guy says “wow you have the most fuckable legs I have ever seen” OR he says “you’re giving me a hard on”, HE IS AN IDIOT! Your mistake is not agreeing to the date! The only mistake you could make is continuing to remain with the guy for any longer than you must! Why don’t you ladies start teaching these “modern men” that they need to respect women by telling them that you would not consider dating a guy who speaks that way to a woman he just met! Then tell him goodbye, and leave. In the event that you are in a cab, ask the driver to stop and tell the guy to get out!
It is called “self-respect” ladies! And another thing…
If you are going to wait an hour for “Mr. I am not sorry I am late because I am worth waiting for”, consider your wasted time a public service in the hopes that you might save his next unfortunate date from the same level of disrespect. As soon as he does show up, finish your drink and tell him he is an ass. Then only remain long enough to elaborate something to the effect that you only stayed long enough to tell him so in the hopes that you might save another woman from his bull shit. Then tell him goodbye. If the jerk has enough gall to ask you to share a cab, tell him you’re not going the same direction he is because he can go to hell!
Thanks so much for staying connected to our online beauty store posts. We decided to check out your blog also. Blind dates are just what they are. You are walking in blind and never know what you are walking into. The good news is it’s not forever and you can always make a polite exit sooner than later and hope for the best next time.