The Dating Files: Mr. P Part 1

Okay guys!


As promised, here is the first update on my recently resurrected dating life! This is the story of a guy...let's call him Mr. Premature!


"Google me, boo."



I met Mr. P, not online, but on the subway of all places. Cute guy. Seemed nice. It was all good. I was all dressed up and on my way to my opening night and he complimented me on my shoes. Now, of course my first response was to think "hmmmm...is he gay?" But in all honesty, my shoes were flyy and should be appreciated by all, regardless of sexual orientation. So, I am about to get off of the subway and he asked for my number. Instead of just giving it to him, I decided to make it a bit harder so that ol' boy would have to put forth some effort to find me. I told him to contact me through my website. Oh yes! You read that correctly. MY WEBSITE. lol. So bourgeoisie.



About a week later, I actually got a message from him through my site! Can you believe it? I was pretty impressed that he even went thorough the effort. I waited about 3-4 days and texted him at the number that he left. A few more days passed and I hadn't heard from him. I was thinking, "what is wrong with this dude?" You know, you don't go through the effort of finding someone just to ignore them. So what was up with that? Upon further checking, I realized that the fault was mine and I had texted the wrong person. LOL. Uh.....my bad.



So anyways, we chatted a bit and that was fine so we decided to meet up maybe a week or so later at a local coffee spot. I dressed rather casually and had no nerves about the meeting. It was actually pretty cool. I found out more about him, nice guy, etc. We were there about an hour and then I was tired so he walked me home. Great. We had plans to go to a bar the next evening where he and his friends hosted a local game night.



I feel you, dude.



So I showed up to game night the next evening and he was definitely excited to see me. He told me that he had told all of his friends that he had a "special lady" coming....umm, okay. I've known you for five minutes, but whatever. Then throughout the whole evening he was very touchy and like, all up in my face around everyone. It almost felt kind of territorial. Ugh. So I left after about an hour because I was tired (seeing a trend here?) and he left to walk me the four or five blocks to the train. Fine. I appreciate the chivalry. As we were walking, he grabbed my hand and then gave me this unnecessarily long and lingering hug. I mean, I guess if I was into it, it would've been okay, but I really just felt like he was doing too much too fast. It was all a bit....PREMATURE.

For the exciting conclusion, read....Mr. P Part 2!