I’ve always said, I don’t want to date or even attempt to date someone that is on the same career line as me. I just think its too much because eventually we would be talking about our jobs all day, and I’m the type of person that once I’m off, IM OFF. Let’s not compare dishes and ideas, I don’t give a shit about what you created today. On the real.
So this kid worked for a sports team. So he said, I’m still very confused on the situation of his job, but he’s apparently in the same line of work as me. I came to find out a much lower/naïve level. We did the simple ‘dinner and drinks’ bullshit type of first date because us generation Y’s are just shitty at coming up with anything fun and different. He’s 27 minutes late, so off to a hot start. I got through at LEAST 4 A.S.A.P car karaoke songs by the time he showed up. Get to the place, where the host sat us wasn’t good enough for him? GREAT SCOTT I did not realize I was dining with the finest of the fine Gods. ugh. He makes a small scene that we need a better seat
AS ITS OUR FIRST DATE.
-_______- ssuuuuper long face for this one, and everyone that knows me knows my emotions are on my face 24/7. I am SO bad at hiding how I feel as I don’t think anyone should anyway. So my face is red from embarrassment. Okay we sit at our new glorious upgraded table…and start looking at drinks. He immediately starts talking about work. Asking me question on dishes and what I do as far as this and what my technique is on that. I thought I was interviewing for a position at first. It was quickly spiraling out of control. The guy doesn’t know what compressing is. Which I mean, pretty basic technique I would think for ‘our’ career line….I had mentioned that my co worker and I were doing a special dinner and had a compressed salad on the menu blahblahblah. He asked ‘what does it mean to compress? like you’re putting something between books to flatten it?’ yeah shit for brains. I’m taking edible FOOD and putting it between ‘cooking for idiots’ then serving it to people when its flat as fuck.
I clearly made a face when he asked this question, I mean #sorrynotsorry but who wouldn’t in my position, with my knowledge? OH and by ANY MEANS that’s not an egotistical statement, its just, if you’re going to say were in the same career path, I expect you to know the god damn basics. He saw my face and said ‘Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t go to school so I probably don’t know as much as you’ welllll shiiiiiii I didn’t learn about compressing in school. I learned French techniques from the damn 50s. But if you’re passionate about your ‘career’ you would pick up a book or watch a show on the topic. yeesh. We don’t even have drinks yet by the way, and at this point I’ll need five. And my limit is two. So I mean do the emotional math here.
Okay so change the topic and I ask the typical ‘how was your day’ blah blah. So we chat a little about typical things like that and he asks about mine. I discussed how I had my consultation with a Dr about the implants I need to get finished. Now almost as soon as these words left my mouth I thought to myself…shit…typical guy, hes going to go right to the chesticles. But at the same time, first date…maybe he would just ask what kind of implants I need to get finished…? WRONG STUPID IDIOT MARTINI
here it comes ‘yeah you tits look great by the way, I mean what more could the Dr have to do to finish them?’
SHUT THE FRONT DOOR. My jaw just fell open. the AUDACITY this shit head has to say that to a women he JUST MET!!?? I mean…last time I checked, I’m a pretty natural looking girl? I know I have big bewbs and all, but shiiiiiit if these things were fake, they would be rather perky I would think? I could get away with sluttier things, backless shirts…you get the picture. Also, side note…I’m wearing a rather conservative LONG SLEEVE shirt…on the cleavage scale, were talking boarder line nun.
I simply tell him, that no…I’m not getting plastic surgery on my chest…and I let him know that in the future he probably shouldn’t just assume that with any other female. THEY TEETH IMPLANTS. ugh. I had four baby teeth that never fell out/adult teeth never pushed out. November 2018 I had to get two pulled and implants in before the babies rotted out basically. But I had to get a second part of the process completed before the crowns. So like I said, I realized as soon as I said it that I could have definitely phrased it better, and said like…dentist instead of Dr. but, they are doctors/oral surgeons after all. But I mean come on, how dumb do you have to be to be to just spit out what he did??
I’m usually able to power through the rest of the date, as you’ve seen in some of the other posts. But this one just started off too poorly, and pretty disrespectful in my opinion, that I just told him I think its best we end it at the drinks. Pathetic time.
He actually attempts to reconcile with me to stay. That he was only ‘joking’ and that when we had been talking prior to meeting, he felt a strong connection with me. AND HES ALREADY TOLD HIS CO-WORKERS ABOUT ME…so it cant be over already? okay listen, what in the fuck is with men telling people about girls they haven’t even met yet!?!?! what is this! My family and friends don’t even know someone exists until months later. yeeeesh. So that was basically enough. I just told him we were through there, and I was gonna head out. I had more A.S.A.P waiting for me in the car.
#ganggang #titties #shitforbrains #whatscompressing?