Learned today that "Tom" is moving into my apartment building sometime this summer.
Yea.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
Guest Post: "Gary"
Hello all! I have a guest post for you all from my buddy "Gary." Enjoy!
If you ever had any questions about the gay dating scene in DC, rest assured it’s no different from the straight scene. I recently went on, what I have no hesitation describing as, the worst date imaginable. This was not a date where I look back and reflect on how terrible an evening it was. No, I knew halfway through this was a disaster and I still had the second half to suffer through.
This was the second date with a guy named Nate, who I met on an online dating site. Our first date had been sub-par, but I know first dates can be difficult so I decided to give it another shot. Because the first date had been in my neck of the woods, we decided to meet downtown near his place.
I arrived downtown and was lucky to find parking on the street very quickly. I gave him a call and let him know I had parked. He said he was right around the corner and on his way. Five minutes later, no Nate. Ten minutes later, he texts me and says he is running a little late. 15 minutes later, no Nate. Finally, after I had been standing on the street corner for 20 minutes, Nate shows up. He had a bizarre excuse for being late. He told me he accidentally sent a text to the wrong friend and that friend then became upset and a 20 minute text/call argument ensued.
After waiting 20 minutes for him, we were finally on our way to the restaurant. As we were walking, Nate mentions that the restaurant we are going to only accepts cash. No surprise, Nate doesn’t have cash on him. Not wanting to pick up his tab, I suggested we go to an ATM. Because he didn’t want to pay an ATM fee, he decides to go to the local grocery store 2 blocks down and get cash back. As we were walking to the grocery store, he points out his apartment, which was 1 block from where I had been standing the previous 20 minutes.
When we arrived at the restaurant, cash in hand, we quickly got seated and ordered. Throughout the entire dinner, our conversation was constantly interrupted with him continuing his text argument with his friend. Personally, I believe that when out on a date, the phone is off limits, unless it’s important, in which case you apologize to your date. I received no such apology.
As the dinner continued, the phone did eventually make it to his pocket. We attempted to carry a conversation but it was going nowhere. Fed up with the rudeness, and terrible conversation (I think he even started talking about a Law and Order episode) I tried giving him the verbal queues that I was ready to leave. My “It’s getting late”, “I should be getting back” and “I don’t have much more time on my parking meter” were too subtle for Nate to pick up on. Finally after the waiter mentioned that customers were waiting for a seat, we left the restaurant.
As we walked back to my car I didn’t think the evening could get any worse. I turned the corner and spotted the worst possible person in DC. The devil’s own public servant. A meter maid. Walking away from my car. The 20 minutes of waiting on the corner, the grocery store cash back, the long and pointless conversation had taken up the two hours I paid for on the meter. This date was going to cost me more than the $20 I spent on Italian food.
And there you have it, folks! Let's hope to hear more from "Gary"!
If you ever had any questions about the gay dating scene in DC, rest assured it’s no different from the straight scene. I recently went on, what I have no hesitation describing as, the worst date imaginable. This was not a date where I look back and reflect on how terrible an evening it was. No, I knew halfway through this was a disaster and I still had the second half to suffer through.
This was the second date with a guy named Nate, who I met on an online dating site. Our first date had been sub-par, but I know first dates can be difficult so I decided to give it another shot. Because the first date had been in my neck of the woods, we decided to meet downtown near his place.
I arrived downtown and was lucky to find parking on the street very quickly. I gave him a call and let him know I had parked. He said he was right around the corner and on his way. Five minutes later, no Nate. Ten minutes later, he texts me and says he is running a little late. 15 minutes later, no Nate. Finally, after I had been standing on the street corner for 20 minutes, Nate shows up. He had a bizarre excuse for being late. He told me he accidentally sent a text to the wrong friend and that friend then became upset and a 20 minute text/call argument ensued.
After waiting 20 minutes for him, we were finally on our way to the restaurant. As we were walking, Nate mentions that the restaurant we are going to only accepts cash. No surprise, Nate doesn’t have cash on him. Not wanting to pick up his tab, I suggested we go to an ATM. Because he didn’t want to pay an ATM fee, he decides to go to the local grocery store 2 blocks down and get cash back. As we were walking to the grocery store, he points out his apartment, which was 1 block from where I had been standing the previous 20 minutes.
When we arrived at the restaurant, cash in hand, we quickly got seated and ordered. Throughout the entire dinner, our conversation was constantly interrupted with him continuing his text argument with his friend. Personally, I believe that when out on a date, the phone is off limits, unless it’s important, in which case you apologize to your date. I received no such apology.
As the dinner continued, the phone did eventually make it to his pocket. We attempted to carry a conversation but it was going nowhere. Fed up with the rudeness, and terrible conversation (I think he even started talking about a Law and Order episode) I tried giving him the verbal queues that I was ready to leave. My “It’s getting late”, “I should be getting back” and “I don’t have much more time on my parking meter” were too subtle for Nate to pick up on. Finally after the waiter mentioned that customers were waiting for a seat, we left the restaurant.
As we walked back to my car I didn’t think the evening could get any worse. I turned the corner and spotted the worst possible person in DC. The devil’s own public servant. A meter maid. Walking away from my car. The 20 minutes of waiting on the corner, the grocery store cash back, the long and pointless conversation had taken up the two hours I paid for on the meter. This date was going to cost me more than the $20 I spent on Italian food.
And there you have it, folks! Let's hope to hear more from "Gary"!
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Scum
So it's been a while.... but here's a short story.
This past Friday evening, I went out with some friends to a fine "Chinese" establishment (sarcasm) in the Northern Virginia area for some beers. While we were out and about, this VERY tall guy was standing next to me at the bar trying to order some drinks. As he was waiting, we started chatting and flirting and he seemed like a fairly nice, fun guy. After a little while, he asked for my number and I was like "Sure," and why the hell not? Let's see what happens. Well, fail number one: when he went to pull his phone out of his pocket, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter also fell out. Ew ew ew; no smoking, please. After he (I) put my number in his phone, I was beginning to realize how drunk this guy was; his speech was slightly slurred, wasn't making much sense and couldn't operate his phone. I realized that this wasn't going much further.
We continued talking/flirting and he put his hand out to see how it compared in size to mine; his were HUGE and mine seemed like the size of a 3 year-old's. It was actually kind of a turn off how tall he was because I myself am just barely 5'4" and he was literally a skyscraper in comparison. Anyways, when we were comparing hands, that is also when I noticed he had on a WEDDING RING. I don't know what possessed him, but he took off his ring and put it on my left ring finger, and held my hand up in the air. I proceeded to take it off and said "So, you're married?" and he said "Yes." I then proceeded to ask "So where is your wife, then?" in which he responded "Oh she's coming later. She's 1-1/2 months pregnant."
EXCUSE ME? What the HELL are you doing out at a bar, hitting on girls, getting their numbers, taking off your wedding ring and then proceeding to put it on these other girls' fingers while your PREGNANT WIFE is off on her own somewhere and completely unaware of your behavior? I understand "nights off" and going out with your friends and doing your own thing away from your spouse; breaks can be good, but hitting on girls when you're married and acting like this? This is unacceptable and speaks volumes about your character, or lack there of.
The next thing I know, his friend, who is about 4 feet away, says "Hey can I get a picture of you two?" I firmly say "NO" and proceed to turn around so my face is away from the camera. Both guys still try to get me to take a photo and I continue to say "Hell no, I'm not taking a photo with you." I realize this was some game they were playing and I wasn't going to have any part of it. Then, this guy tries to apologize, in which I say "If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done this in the first place." If he knows what he did was wrong, then he shouldn't have done so to begin with knowing it's not appropriate behavior. I proceed to ignore him and get back to talking with my friends.
Unbelievable.
This past Friday evening, I went out with some friends to a fine "Chinese" establishment (sarcasm) in the Northern Virginia area for some beers. While we were out and about, this VERY tall guy was standing next to me at the bar trying to order some drinks. As he was waiting, we started chatting and flirting and he seemed like a fairly nice, fun guy. After a little while, he asked for my number and I was like "Sure," and why the hell not? Let's see what happens. Well, fail number one: when he went to pull his phone out of his pocket, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter also fell out. Ew ew ew; no smoking, please. After he (I) put my number in his phone, I was beginning to realize how drunk this guy was; his speech was slightly slurred, wasn't making much sense and couldn't operate his phone. I realized that this wasn't going much further.
We continued talking/flirting and he put his hand out to see how it compared in size to mine; his were HUGE and mine seemed like the size of a 3 year-old's. It was actually kind of a turn off how tall he was because I myself am just barely 5'4" and he was literally a skyscraper in comparison. Anyways, when we were comparing hands, that is also when I noticed he had on a WEDDING RING. I don't know what possessed him, but he took off his ring and put it on my left ring finger, and held my hand up in the air. I proceeded to take it off and said "So, you're married?" and he said "Yes." I then proceeded to ask "So where is your wife, then?" in which he responded "Oh she's coming later. She's 1-1/2 months pregnant."
EXCUSE ME? What the HELL are you doing out at a bar, hitting on girls, getting their numbers, taking off your wedding ring and then proceeding to put it on these other girls' fingers while your PREGNANT WIFE is off on her own somewhere and completely unaware of your behavior? I understand "nights off" and going out with your friends and doing your own thing away from your spouse; breaks can be good, but hitting on girls when you're married and acting like this? This is unacceptable and speaks volumes about your character, or lack there of.
The next thing I know, his friend, who is about 4 feet away, says "Hey can I get a picture of you two?" I firmly say "NO" and proceed to turn around so my face is away from the camera. Both guys still try to get me to take a photo and I continue to say "Hell no, I'm not taking a photo with you." I realize this was some game they were playing and I wasn't going to have any part of it. Then, this guy tries to apologize, in which I say "If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done this in the first place." If he knows what he did was wrong, then he shouldn't have done so to begin with knowing it's not appropriate behavior. I proceed to ignore him and get back to talking with my friends.
Unbelievable.
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