Easter Weekend

Wow, that is all that I can say about my weekend.  I had to much going on.  I had one of the worst dates that I can remember.  This man called me names repeatedly.  He felt the need to talk non stop and when I could get a word in he did not bother to listen to me.

After the date was over,  I received a phone call on the way home from my date from him and he was telling me that I am weird.  I get home and I get an email from him telling me that I look nothing like a picture that I have posted on the internet and then I get a text message from him telling me I am a rude date because I didn’t eat or drink and I didn’t talk.  What the hell is wrong with that fool?  During our date, he felt the need to stare me down like he was a predator and I was the prey.  I did not like that feel.  He also felt the need to compliment me and try to touch me a lot.  Our first meeting I really do not think he should have been touching me that much.  He made me wait for him and he did not even look all that nice.

I am wondering where my guy is.  This person was very charming online and on the phone.  I meet him and he was just argumentative and he picked on me the whole time.  I mean since when was name calling a cool thing to do on a first date.  He is so fired.  I do not want to see him ever again.  During our date, I was thinking about my old guy friend at work.  We had way better chemistry then I did with that date. 

I actually succeeded in my quest for attention from work guy at the meeting last week.  I came in looking awesome.  I received a bunch of compliments on my look that day and in front of Mr. Let’s-Just-Be-Friends. He could not take his eyes off of me.  I wonder what that was all about.  I sat down first on the end and then he stood behind me for a while like he was thinking very carefully about where he wanted to go.  I did not look at him or turn around.  Before I sat down, I walked up and he was already there.  He said hello to me and i said hello then this other person came up and said i looked amazing and i said thank you. 

Anyway, I really wanted to see if he was looking at me but that would require me to turn around.  I could see him out of the corner of my eye watching me sucking on my sucker. It was like I had the upper hand.  Looking great, feeling great and intimidating men all around I love this so much.  I have a feeling now that he is going to talk to me sometime soon.  He was pacing past my desk several times that day.  When before he wouldn’t dare stop by.  I wonder what that means other then I looked nice that day. 

Leave them wanting more.