As a 30-something-year-old woman, I must say that the dating scene of 2004 is getting more and more dismal by the day. This past weekend offers two perfect examples, since I had dates scheduled that never came through for reasons that have literally blown my mind. Here’s the short and skinny on each of these fools:
Date #1 – Daddy Warbucks
Daddy Warbucks, as we’ll call him, is a very rich dude thanks to the fact that he once was an NBA player and has since assumed a healthy-paying corporate job for one of our nation’s top household goods manufacturers. So far, I’ve seen him driving a Hummer, a Corvette and a Lexus—all gadgets which appear to be status symbols for this otherwise unfulfilled ex-athlete.
This guy is in his late 30s, has no children and no prior marriages. He recently bought his mother a home, and has at least two of his own. He made a startling confession on our first date, however. He said that, in his family, he’s never seen any examples of a quality relationship, and his father was notorious for sleeping around on his mother. A true player, indeed. But, based on the fact that my own family is so sound, he thought he could learn a thing or two from me about what a real relationship was supposed to be like.
Woo-hoo! Finally, a dude that knows his faults and is willing to correct them. What a breath of fresh air, or so I thought. But I could never get over this nagging feeling he gave me that seemed like he felt some sense of entitlement to everything…especially the ladies! His request for a kiss goodnight seemed more like a demand. And instead of a second date, he made at least two requests to “come over and spend some time with me.” That might be cool during the relationship phase, but when it’s time for courting, he doesn’t have any business trying to move so quickly toward a night-cap during the booty call hours. It’s just simply unacceptable.
For one thing, he never earned the right to come inside my walls—household or otherwise. I thought he might have gotten the hint when he called one day to ask me out to lunch. I didn’t have any plans, so I accepted. We had a nice lunch that gave us a chance to talk about these things. I told him my concerns, and he did a good job of navigating me through them to a point where I felt comfortable enough to give him another shot. So, we made plans to go out this past Friday night.
Article comments
1 - jadester
welcome to singlesville!
i heard somewhere, i forget where, that it's best to date someone you kinda know already but aren't that good friends with. unfortunately for me the only choices that gives i'm either certain wouldn't date me, or nearly certain. Bummer huh?
well, there's always beer...
2 - Eric Olsen
Very vivid - thanks and welcome JustMe! I was dating again in my 30s, but I never ran into any former WNBA stars (a former Miss Ohio, an exotic dancer, but they didn't work out either)