I’ve blocked 4 guys in the last week. I’ve come to the point in this dating world where I’m over taking crap from anyone. Who came up with dating anyway? I’d like to slap them in the face! But since we’re here now, I guess I’ll have a little faith that my ONE is out there somewhere. The point is not to settle. I didn’t expect that Los Angeles guys would be too different from Memphis guys, I actually thought worse of them. That was a huge mistake because my prediction came true this week when I went on my first date in LA. Whew child, the foolery!
Like sand through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives. Yes, my life is a constant soap opera…even when I don’t realize it’s happening until it’s too late. The guy I went out with earlier this week was a complete douche bag. Considering I hadn’t dated since I broke up with my ex last March, I was expecting a lot. My fault for sure. Not only was he conceited, a bad listener, and too sexual, he was CRASS. I’ve never used that word to describe anyone. In fact, I had to look it up to make sure it was a dead on description just for him. For God’s sake, he literally said, “I want to put a baby in you.” Run Monica!!!
I’ve been watching the Sex and the City re-runs and sometimes I feel like I’ve lived some of their experiences. Dating hasn’t always been the best for me or my friends. Even though we’ve stopped dating the notorious bad guys, even the good guys have a touch of craziness to them. I don’t want to be like Carrie and friends, dating a multitude of men or I may turn into the other Carrie from the scary movie. Ugh! I try not to dwell on the negativity of it all, but you do start to wonder where you right person is and what kind of GPS are they using to get to you. Well LA, let’s see what you’re made of now that I’ve arrived!