Thank you for the continuous love and
support in all capacities that has been pouring in these past months in having
me embark on sharing my life dating stories and insights on fitness and life. I
know I may have appeared M.I.A. in the past month with my writing. It is not
because I had nothing juicy to share, but I was more so focused on a few other
things in play currently in my life.
So, with that said, I did get to
experience a crazy date recently. I've been perusing the variety of Jewish
dating apps. Scroll, scroll, swipe, swipe is the name of the game. I match with
many people, but it's not often that a conversation truly sparks from it. This
guy, a.k.a Phillip, was quite interesting on paper and based on our messaging
conversation and phone conversations we decided we should meet in person. I was
already out in the city on a beautiful Sunday afternoon watching one of the
UEFA Cup Soccer matches at one of my favorite French Bistro spots
"Felix", located in SoHo. (It was a French match, so you know how it
goes...Allez le bleu! #RoseAllDay) I told Phillip to meet me at the SoHo
location and from there we can walk or go anywhere. He agreed, but half way
into his commute, he requests we change locations due to traffic (or just no
desire of his to come into the city) and asks if we can meet on the Brighton
Beach Boardwalk. (Now, I have a bit of a repulse for having first dates in
territories populated by the Russian Jewish Community. It is the fact that
there is a 99% chance I will be bumping into someone I know, or someone that
knows me through my parents. I just want the time focused on the two of us
without any outside factors. I don't need anyone reporting back to my parents
yet who exactly I went out with and getting their opinions mixed in with it. Plus,
I want to get out people's comfort zones of familiarity and common go to date
spots.)
I give into his request and leave the city
to head over to Brighton Beach, Brooklyn. We meet around 5:30pm; grab a drink
at the Starbucks and walk onto the boardwalk. We walk and talk the entire
length back and forth putting a good few miles on our feet. Let me rephrase
that, my date talked the entire time. He touched on topics such as drug
addiction, drug addicted friends of his that need help, all about his family, as
well as dropping on me that he has a 12 year old daughter he sees sometimes. I
don't think I even had a chance to respond more than notions of head nodding
and the words "okay, aha, yea." It was around 9pm, when he believes
that he had not done enough talking and that we should continue to Sheepshead
Bay. We hop in my car since he did not want to move his car and head over to
"Zee Bay". We begin to stroll down Emmons Avenue and bump into my
good friend Cathy and her father who’s visiting from out of town. We stop and
have a quick chit chat. I introduce them to the gentleman I am out with and
attempt a quick but friendly parting of ways (The Irish Exit would not work in
this situation. HaHa) We walk over to Opera Cafe and says we should sit outside
from some tea and dessert. It is already 10pm. This guy has spent almost 5
hours with me and I am starving but do not want to sit and eat with this guy
for an additional 5 hours. He now finally gives me a chance to speak and the
one question he starts with is, "So, as you can see, I am ready again to
settle down and have more kids. Are you ready for something serious of a
relationship?" I was speechless. I gather my thoughts and reply back,
"For me, dating at the current time I am at, is not about one and done. Am
I ready for kids and marriage, but only time will tell as the dating chemistry
and relationship with the right person grows. It needs to be organic; not
forced or jumped into right away."
After his analytical stare down of me, he
states that I am in no way fully ready to date or be with someone. I decide
this date has to come to an end. We finally leave. I drive him to his car. I
graciously thank him for the evening and part ways.
The next day, Phillip calls to check in on
me and ask what I thought of him honestly and if I would like to begin dating
seriously. He found me quite interesting and had to listen to me very
attentively more than any other girl he had dated. He said I actually brought
interesting discussions to the table than previous girls. (I am baffled to that
statement, since I may had spoken only a handful of times throughout the
evening.) I reply that even though I enjoyed our evening the other night (Since
we walked about 4.5 miles. Wahoo for exercise), I just do not see myself going
out with someone who associates himself with friends who have drug addictions.
As much as he is trying to do well and help them get out of the addiction, it
still can drag a person down into the wrong path. I also did mention to him
that I commend him for being such a good parent even through the divorce, but I
am personally not ready to take on the responsibility of being a parent figure
before I am married just yet. It was sprung up on me and it was something that
would take time for me to adjust into. Before I could even mention another
word, he says thanks and hangs up. I sent him a text saying, if there is
someone I can think of that better matches for him, I would surely try to match
them up with him. He was a good guy, but just not for me.
Dating in the current time, you going to
bump into all different characters and personalities. It's just about finding
the one that you mesh with. Good Luck on your hunt and stay tuned for some
juicy stories.
Besos,
Dr. K



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