Post by ComeToTheDarkSideWeHaveCookies on Aug 7, 2014 1:48:52 GMT -5
Online dating site/app.
So I have met up with 5 very different folks so far locally, and while I do admit that I am cruising, I am also just looking to meet some new folks, and I'm a social and agreeable person in general.
Anywho, I seem to be a catalyst for people to have socially awkward situations happen in my general vicinity.
Exhibit A, 3rd person that I met was a 'straight' woman who seemed to be coming out as bi or just generally queer at 38. Now I'm a sucker for helping folks find themselves, and I may have given her a few too many sage pieces of advice, but girlfriend would not get out of my truck after walking my pooch on the beach and texted me like constantly for the next 24 hours until I sent her a very compassionate yet boundary-setting email that I am not what she's looking for.
4th person I meet is 20, as in half my age, and recognized from her profile while sitting at a bus stop on the way to pay my awesome new woman barber for my sharp tight pomp fade. I ask if she's on okcupid and were we just chatting the other day, and offer to give her a ride wherever she's going. She says yes, shockingly, but I just ordered a burger (no bun, fried zucchini) from the Fresh Freeze across the street so we can't leave yet. While standing at Fresh Freeze, at least three middle-aged friends if this poor girl's mother pull up in their mini vans for fries or milk shakes and make a point of coming over to say hello, give her hugs, and glare at me like I'm about to drag her onto the picnic table and fist her in front of God and everybody. Hilarious.
5th person is 50, broad brushswipe of labeling her as a 'tennis/golf butch' who, as I pull up to her house to pick her up for coffee and a walk on the beach with my dog, is in the middle of realizing she had ingested entirely too much pot tea (the coconut oil kind) causing the first hour of hanging out to be her flat on her back on the beach mumbling about whatever was on her mind.
The older I get, the more there is this chicken vs egg thing with respect to how easily entertained I am. Do I manifest this crazy shit or just find it funny as hell?
We shall not be speaking of the cockatoos' mom who is the first person I met, who is awesome and dealing with a pile of crap and completely emotionally unavailable. A situation I do not spend hours and hours pondering while her feathered toddlers spend weeks in my house. God fucking damnit.
So I have met up with 5 very different folks so far locally, and while I do admit that I am cruising, I am also just looking to meet some new folks, and I'm a social and agreeable person in general.
Anywho, I seem to be a catalyst for people to have socially awkward situations happen in my general vicinity.
Exhibit A, 3rd person that I met was a 'straight' woman who seemed to be coming out as bi or just generally queer at 38. Now I'm a sucker for helping folks find themselves, and I may have given her a few too many sage pieces of advice, but girlfriend would not get out of my truck after walking my pooch on the beach and texted me like constantly for the next 24 hours until I sent her a very compassionate yet boundary-setting email that I am not what she's looking for.
4th person I meet is 20, as in half my age, and recognized from her profile while sitting at a bus stop on the way to pay my awesome new woman barber for my sharp tight pomp fade. I ask if she's on okcupid and were we just chatting the other day, and offer to give her a ride wherever she's going. She says yes, shockingly, but I just ordered a burger (no bun, fried zucchini) from the Fresh Freeze across the street so we can't leave yet. While standing at Fresh Freeze, at least three middle-aged friends if this poor girl's mother pull up in their mini vans for fries or milk shakes and make a point of coming over to say hello, give her hugs, and glare at me like I'm about to drag her onto the picnic table and fist her in front of God and everybody. Hilarious.
5th person is 50, broad brushswipe of labeling her as a 'tennis/golf butch' who, as I pull up to her house to pick her up for coffee and a walk on the beach with my dog, is in the middle of realizing she had ingested entirely too much pot tea (the coconut oil kind) causing the first hour of hanging out to be her flat on her back on the beach mumbling about whatever was on her mind.
The older I get, the more there is this chicken vs egg thing with respect to how easily entertained I am. Do I manifest this crazy shit or just find it funny as hell?
We shall not be speaking of the cockatoos' mom who is the first person I met, who is awesome and dealing with a pile of crap and completely emotionally unavailable. A situation I do not spend hours and hours pondering while her feathered toddlers spend weeks in my house. God fucking damnit.