GEOLOGIST FROG:
I finally gave in and am doing the on-line dating thing. It's weird and fun and exciting and terrifying all at once. Here is the latest from that world.
I recently started communicating with Geologist Frog (G.F) on-line. Nice profile, pretty good looking, good emails, good texts and finally asks me to have a glass of wine. I accept and we make plans to meet at a local wine bar (hint: it used to be a post office). I get there and he has already arrived and we spend some time chatting and waiting for a table.
We move to the table and conversation is pretty good. He tells me about his job (a bunch of info about how water comes into Arizona, how it affects the earth, blah, blah, blah). I tell him about my time as an actress in NYC which he is totally fascinated by and asks be all sorts of questions.
We also get into past relationships and his expereinces with on-line dating. One of the things he brings up is how women have a bad habit of, after meeting someone they don't want to see again, they just never respond to further communication. His recommendation is just to be upfront and honest - tell the guy you don't want to see him anymore and move on. That way, no questions are left unanswered.
We talked for probably 2 1/2 hours which surprised me but it was a good conversation and he was easy to talk to. I was unsure as to whether or not I wanted to see him again - but that question was pretty much answered for me over the next few minutes and days. We get up to leave and head out to valet. The valet brings my car around and G.F. walks me over and, as I turn around to thank him and say good-bye, he basically tries to kiss me - which is fine - except that it wasn't "peck on the lips, I had a nice time kiss"...it was "here comes my tongue and let's get it on kiss"!!!! WHAT?!?! I pull away, smile sheepishly (we're in the middle of the FREAKING parking lot) and G.F. goes in for another! I finally extricate myself and say goodbye. First sign I don't want to see G.F. again.
Next morning - I wake up to a text from G.F. that says "Good morning, sweetie." Awkward. Second sign I don't want to see G.F. again. I don't respond.
Later that day - an email from G.F. that says "Well, that was interesting." Third sign I don't want to see G.F. again. I don't respond.
Next day - I respond. After our conversation about honesty - I am kind but honest. Email to him basically saying - "nice to meet you, not really a romantic connection, best of luck."
G.F. texts back almost immediately: "What a waste of my time and $."
So much for wanting honesty. Fourth sign I don't want to see G.F. again.
Against the advice of a dear friend (YOU WERE RIGHT), I text back: "Wow - for someone who wanted honesty, that's a terribly rude response. Please don't contact me again. You can be certain I won't be contacting you again."
G.F.'s final text back to me: "Get some exercise. Ugh."
And people wonder why I'm not married....
Lesson I'm trying to learn: Honesty IS the best policy and geologists get mad when you don't make out with them.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Opthamologist Frog
OPTHAMOLOGIST FROG:
About 6 months ago, a friend I know through work mentioned that she and one of her friends wanted to set me up with someone they knew. I gave them the "go-ahead" and they passed my number on to him.
After a LONG wait, Opthamologist Frog (O.F.) finally called about 3 weeks ago! We had a GREAT conversation - he loves musicals and "Glee", lives near me, has his own business, plays golf, comes from a good family, etc. O.F. then tells me that he's getting ready to go on vacation for 10 days and would I like to get together before he leaves? Sure! So, we make plans to meet for sushi near my house.
In the interim, I get online and "google" him to see what I can find out and if there are any photos. The only photo I come across is a VERY tan, very thin, Asian man running a marathon. And I think to myself, great. O.F. is totally not my type and now I have to get through this dinner and then strangle my friend who obviously will never be allowed to set me up again.
Nevertheless, I get myself looking good and head over to the restaurant. As I walk in, it's very dark but my eyes adjust enough to see him in the bar (he told me he'd be wearing a blue-striped polo). I affix a smile on my face and prepare for the worst. Was I surprised! Not only was O.F. not Asian and not tan but he was TOTALLY my type - tall, dark hair and dark eyes, preppy, handsome, etc. Whew! Crisis averted. We proceed to have a nice dinner, conversation flows, walks me to my car, kisses me goodnight and says that he would definitely like to see me again when he returns from vacation.
I spend the next 10 days buying wedding magazines, booking the ballroom at the Royal Palms, writing our married names on everything I can find...wait....just kidding. Obviously, I was excited about the prospect of things moving forward and seeing him again.
Fast forward to 2 days ago (also 2 days after he had returned). Hadn't heard from him so sent him a quick text - "hope your trip was fun and would like to get together again if you're up for it" - or something to that effect. I get a text in return saying he's been swamped at work but will call me the following evening.
Last night he calls and, after some small talk, proceeds to say the following:
Him: "Thanks for your text. I had a really nice time meeting you but as far as dating goes, I just don't think it will happen."
Me: "Ummmm, ok. Well, thanks for being honest."
Him: "I mean, you're fun to hang out with, so if that happens again, that would be cool."
Me: "Ummmm, ok." "I'm not really sure what to say."
Him: "Well, ok, bye."
Click.
Lesson I'm trying to learn: Not everyone will think you're the cat's meow and never go on a date with someone who is leaving for 10 days.
About 6 months ago, a friend I know through work mentioned that she and one of her friends wanted to set me up with someone they knew. I gave them the "go-ahead" and they passed my number on to him.
After a LONG wait, Opthamologist Frog (O.F.) finally called about 3 weeks ago! We had a GREAT conversation - he loves musicals and "Glee", lives near me, has his own business, plays golf, comes from a good family, etc. O.F. then tells me that he's getting ready to go on vacation for 10 days and would I like to get together before he leaves? Sure! So, we make plans to meet for sushi near my house.
In the interim, I get online and "google" him to see what I can find out and if there are any photos. The only photo I come across is a VERY tan, very thin, Asian man running a marathon. And I think to myself, great. O.F. is totally not my type and now I have to get through this dinner and then strangle my friend who obviously will never be allowed to set me up again.
Nevertheless, I get myself looking good and head over to the restaurant. As I walk in, it's very dark but my eyes adjust enough to see him in the bar (he told me he'd be wearing a blue-striped polo). I affix a smile on my face and prepare for the worst. Was I surprised! Not only was O.F. not Asian and not tan but he was TOTALLY my type - tall, dark hair and dark eyes, preppy, handsome, etc. Whew! Crisis averted. We proceed to have a nice dinner, conversation flows, walks me to my car, kisses me goodnight and says that he would definitely like to see me again when he returns from vacation.
I spend the next 10 days buying wedding magazines, booking the ballroom at the Royal Palms, writing our married names on everything I can find...wait....just kidding. Obviously, I was excited about the prospect of things moving forward and seeing him again.
Fast forward to 2 days ago (also 2 days after he had returned). Hadn't heard from him so sent him a quick text - "hope your trip was fun and would like to get together again if you're up for it" - or something to that effect. I get a text in return saying he's been swamped at work but will call me the following evening.
Last night he calls and, after some small talk, proceeds to say the following:
Him: "Thanks for your text. I had a really nice time meeting you but as far as dating goes, I just don't think it will happen."
Me: "Ummmm, ok. Well, thanks for being honest."
Him: "I mean, you're fun to hang out with, so if that happens again, that would be cool."
Me: "Ummmm, ok."
Him: "Well, ok, bye."
Click.
Lesson I'm trying to learn: Not everyone will think you're the cat's meow and never go on a date with someone who is leaving for 10 days.
Here we go!
After several requests by all of you to start this blog....here it is! I have no idea how interesting/boring/ridiculous/scary it will be but I'm am excited to have all of you along for the ride. Please feel free to comment, add your own stories, offer advice, tell me I'm crazy, etc. Or, if you don't want to know about this rollercoaster ride I'm on, please feel free to tell me and I'll be happy to remove you from the automatic updates.
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Lastly, I will make no apologies for anything I say on here in reference to these frogs. I am not a racist, homophobe, ultra-right or ultra-left wing wacko, etc. I'm just giving you my point of view and relaying these stories in an honest and, hopefully, humorous manner.
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