With my stalled career, lack of true income, unresolved health issue, and general malaise regarding being 37 and farther behind than I feel I should…I just can’t fake the dating right now.
Archive for the ‘Date from Hell’ Category
Press Pause to Step Away
Posted in Date from Hell, Hmmmm, Medical Disclosures, Reflection and Insights, tagged aussie, Douche Bag, finance, type geek, virginia on 27/03/2012 | 1 Comment »
Fiscally Conservative and a DOUCHE BAG
Posted in Date from Hell, Dating Etiquette, WTF!!!, tagged anthony edwards, inner dialogue, pet business on 16/01/2012 | 1 Comment »
Then … oh, lets see, I think I stopped him from his constant talk of self long enough to say, so, are you fiscally conservative… and he said, of course… as if it is normal and EVERYONE is, to which I said, ” yeah, so I’m a socialist.”
I’d like to use a lifeline
Posted in Date from Hell, Hmmmm, Out with Friends, WTF!!!, tagged aussie, suicide, vicodin, widower on 13/11/2011 | Leave a Comment »
I was having a drink with a date that I had already known walking in was a bad idea. Widowed less than 6 months ago by a depressive suicidal wife who took her own life, he was vulnerable, awkward, and also the epitome of software nerd.
