What the fuck was that?

I was gonna lump last night's date in with my February monthly recap but it warranted it's own post.

I've been texting with Tattoo Tony (real names have been changed) for about a week. He was my "type" - bearded, tattooed, a little rough around the edges, liked the same music as me. Disclaimer: I have a few types - surfers, skaters, musicians - and I tend to date a lot of these guys - but I don't always, and am open to guys who don't fall into these types.

Tattoo Tony and I were getting along pretty well. He was texting daily, we had funny banter. He was complimentary. We made plans to meet up halfway since we live an hour apart. I went for it but honestly I feel like on a first date, the guy should make an effort to come to my area. But I digress. We were supposed to meet at 6:30. I miscalculated how long it would take me to get there and he called at 6:30. I was ten minutes away and apologized.

He met me in the parking lot and looked visibly agitated when I got there. I apologized again. We went in and got a table. He still be looking all mad. So I said is everything alright, you look like you don't want to be here. He said I'm just hungry, I'm hangry. I said ok, just reading your vibe. He said stop over thinking. I tried to make small talk but he barely made eye contact and continued with the sour puss. I complimented him twice. He didn't compliment me at all. He even made a comment at one point almost complaining that I have too many friends. I said I'm very social and extroverted. Eventually, I just started to feel awkward and uncomfortable and focused on my drink.

He then told me he was going out to the deck for a smoke. I said ok. He said aren't you coming? I look confused and said um ok. Why would he want me to go outside with him. I did. The waitress thought we left and cleared the table (we were done eating anyway). When we came back, I sat down, he stood. The waitress apologized and brought the check. He stood the entire time, jacket on, waiting for the check and then waiting for his receipt and to sign in. Then without a word started to leave, so I got up and followed him. He walked several feet in front of me - which I HATE.

Once we got to the parking lot he asked if he was walking too fast for me. I said nope, it's ok, I know you are trying to get away. He then asked if I wanted to go somewhere else. WTF?! I said no. He walked me to my car, opened the door and I said thank you. HE THEN LEANED IN FOR A QUICK KISS. Again, WTF.

Told me to text him when I got home. I did and said thank you for tonight.

Then I got this text.

Are you kidding me?

We were clearly on two different dates. It was one of the worst dates I've ever been on in my life. I felt like a troll. I've never been on a date where it felt like the man could not wait to get the fuck away from me. He seemed angry, disgusted, disappointed.

He then asked me to text him today. Yea. No. That's a hard pass. That was a blow to my ego. I"m still trying to figure it out. Was it me? Or was he socially awkward? Shy? Nervous? Disappointed? No clue. Still haven't heard from him. And that is MORE than ok with me.

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But I won't be finding out on a second date. Next.