SOUR GRAPES!

Dear Diary,

I met Stan on Facebook, yes Facebook. One day I received an inbox from him stating that he found me attractive and wanted to get to know me a little better. I really wasn't all that interested in a Facebook PenPal but when he inboxed me Hello or Bible Scriptures over the passing weeks, I politely responded back.  After a length of time had passed I informed him that I really was not interested in a PenPal since he never once asked me out on a date, and that while he seemed nice, I would be moving on.

He became haughty and promptly asked me if I was available to go out the next day for dinner. I told him that I was available and asked him where did he want to go to eat. He suggested Friday's, which kind of turned me off and I politely declined. He then said that he was open to suggestions and that I could choose a place to go eat. I suggested that we eat at a local sushi spot. He said okay.

Later on in the day I got a call from him and he said that he had a chance to look at the menu and that he was allergic to the food on it so he could not eat there. I said, "Wait, so are you allergic to ALL FOOD because there are non-seafood items on the menu, ie. chicken, etc. " He said No he wasn't but that we could go meet and walk around the National Harbor instead.  By this point, I knew dude was being cheap or was just flat broke, and my already low interest level plummeted into the negative zone . I politely declined for the second time that day and told him to have a nice evening.

After hanging up the phone I got a barrage of texts from him, professed " Christian" about how I was stuck up and how dare I decline his National Harbor invitation knowing we would have eventually gotten dinner there, and that he was appalled at me, and that was why women like me were single, blah blah blah " I just pressed DELETE, DELETE, DELETE, and went on about my life!

THE THIRST IS REAL!

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

So I met this dude a couple a weeks ago at this Happy Hour after work with a friend at Bay Street lounge. We danced and had a good time. So when he asked for my number, I gave it to him (I figure more dates the better for me, right?!?! ) Of course, he texted me that night to make sure I got home safe which I thought was nice. Then Saturday morning, he texted with a, " Hi, Good Morning," and I replied back. We went back and forth with the texting but I had to cut it short because I had to work my part-time that morning.

 

That Saturday night I wasn't feeling well at all and just wanted to stay home and watch TV.  I didn't feel like being bothered with ANYONE! First 'ol boy called me at 8:30PM - I didn't answer; then again at 10:20PM , I still did not answer,  then he texted me at 12:30AM with a "You Up" and then Sunday morning text at 9:20AM with "Good Morning." I knew right then and there I was dealing with a thristy dude. Horrible. I never replied or returned his calls. I figured if I ignore his azz he would take the hint. DEAD WRONG. He hit me up again Monday morningwith a text "Good morning, how are you?" So me being nice, I reply back," Hey Nick, Im fine how are you?" I  thought maybe I was overreacting and being too hard on dude. Give him a chance, right? DEAD WRONG. 

 

He then responds back "I am fine, send me a pic." TOO THIRSTYYYY. I was like AHHHHHHH, gotta get rid of this dude ASAP. His eagerness and lack of swag was turning me off. Then I remember reading this article on blackgirlsareeasy.com on Thristy AZZ DUDES.    In the article, it states that as a woman, if you want to get rid of a thirsty ass niggga, you can't BE NICE. The BISH...gotta come out. Of course it made sense and I knew what I had to do to get rid of this clown.

So of course I didn't reply to his weird "send me a pic" text message. The following Tuesday he hits me up and I am like WOWWWW he really doesn't get the hint.   At that point the BISH just came out on him. I texted back "STOP TEXTING and calling my phone" "I am NOT interested." And it worked. He stopped. Haven't heard from his azz since. Talk about straight comedyyyy and being thristyyy.

 

 

What would you do???

MISTAKEN IDENTITY!

Dear Diary,

I met a young lady about six months ago while out with friends. After we struck up a brief conversation I invited her out to eat at a local eatery. Before our meal arrived we exchanged small talk. She was very attractive, but after waiting for over 20 minutes our food still had not arrived. I was getting impatient and I could see that she was too. When the waitress finally arrived with our food my date was very rude and nasty to her, and it just completely turned me off. Don’t get me wrong, I hate to wait too, but how someone treats other people is a huge indication of character to me and I really did not want to be bothered with her after that. We finished dinner and went our separate ways.  We may have exchanged a few casual texts after that, but I never asked her out again.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago and some friends and I went to the bar for a drink and I see the young lady. When I saw her I smiled and waved and she gave me the ice grill. Hmm that’s strange I thought, wonder what her issue is. As the night went on, I saw her a few more times and each time she looked at me like she wanted to kill me.  Finally, I walked up to her and asked her (in a friendly way of course) what I had done to offend her and was she okay? She looked me up and down and spat out, “What did you do? So typical, after men get the ass they carry you like you never existed!”  “What? I said looking at her like she was crazy.” You do realize we NEVER slept together right??? What are you talking about?” She stopped, paused, looked at me and said she had to go to the bathroom and ran off. Of course she ducked and dodged me for the rest of the night.  All I could do was shake my head and laugh. For once, I did nothing wrong. I hope she remembers who she slept with next time!

MR. BAR GUY

Dear Diary,

This past weekend Amanda and I randomly wound up at Friday's by my house after a birthday party for drinks.We were casually sitting on the bar, talking and sipping our drinks, when across the bar a tall cutie caught my eye.  He was over six feet tall , smooth dark complexion, with a slim athletic build. I made eye contact with him and quickly looked away. During round two of our drinks, the waiter tapped me on the shoulder and slid me a piece of paper. I look at him quizzically and he says, "That guy over there" and points to tall cutie. I lifted my glass and smiled at him and he smiled back. Amanda and I were talking to some other guys on the bar so cutie stayed where he was and I decided to call him the following day.

The following day I called cutie and found out that his name is Brian. We exchanged the usual pleasantries getting to know each other convo. I, of course, asked if he was single, he said yes, he was actually divorced and the father of two. This caused  a slight red flag for ME since I have never been married or had children, but I was not going to say anything just yet. He explained to me how him and his wife met online on a whim, and married a month after meeting. They were both in the military and moved around alot for their careers. I engaged him in more small talk. He then asked me if I had children, and if I wanted any. I told him no , I didn' t have any, but wanted some one day, then silence. "Hello, Hello" I said into the phone. Are you still there? "Umm yea" he said, "but just so you know, I've had a vasectomy." " Ummm okay," I replied.

At this point I'm thinking why do I care if he had a vasectomy or not? I don't recall asking him to father my future children, but I went along with it.  "Aren't they reversible?" I ask. "Yea, something like that," he mumbled. From there the conversation went downhill and he sort of rushed me off the phone. Odd, I thought hanging up.

The next afternoon I texted Brian just to say hello. He responded hours later with a brief response. Okay I guess this guy was expecting me to marry him and want to have his babies, since he went from hot to cold after telling me about the vasectomy. I deleted his number out of my phone never to hear from him again.

What gave? Are men afraid of women who don't have children wanting to have their babies???

A DATE TO REMEMBER!

Dear Diary,

After reading numerous dating diary entries on this site, one would start to wonder….has dating in this modern age gone to S*%$?!?!? From horrible first dates, weird encounters, Facebook arguing, being put in the “grayed” zone and a date that turned into a trio, I can see women as well as men becoming cynical when it comes to dating one another today. And I know sometimes things can happen “out of left field” that can leave you speechless and unprepared when a date takes a bad turn, but please do not let it discourage your dating lifestyle. I can’t speak for everyone, but I know what I needed to do in order to have a healthy dating life. And here is my story….. After a few bad dating experiences I had in the past, I wanted to take a different approach when it came to dating for 2013. A friend of mine, convinced me to tryout a speed dating event. I heard of speed dating before but never consider doing it but, hey, it’s a new year and time to step outside my comfort zone and try new things, plus it might be fun. Well to make a long story short, I had the best “15” first dates any woman could ask for. I went into this speed dating event with no expectations and an open mind. Surprisingly, I met a lot of interesting people. Both the ladies and the guys were cool and chill. Everyone was just having a good time socializing and getting to know one another. And of course I had a few connections with a couple of the guys that lead to actual dates.

My most recent date was with a guy name Eric. We had an instant connection during the speed dating event and exchanged numbers. We communicated a few times on the phone to get to know one another, however, between are hectic schedules, finding time to go on a date wasn’t easy. Final, we both had a free opening to have a date, but the time and location was still in the air.I told him I would let him take the lead on picking a time and place. So, throughout the week, Eric was asking me what type of food I like and making sure I was still game for our date. The day of our date, I received an invitation text message to accompany him to Grace’s restaurant in Bowie, MD at 7:30PM. Talk about a sweet cute gesture.I met him at the restaurant and we had a good time. The conversation was genuine, the food was good and he didn’t do anything out the ordinary that would make me go hmmmmmm. He was a gentleman. At the end, he walked me to my car we hugged goodnight and made sure we texted each other once we both were home.

When I arrived home, I felt so at peace within myself. I went into this dating experience with no expectations and no pressure. I didn’t look at Eric as the next “boo” in my life but more as a potential friend that I am getting to know. Hence the key words, “getting to know.” A lot of people do not know how to “get to know” someone which leads to terrible dating disaster and bad relationships. Whether we become an item or not is far from my mind right now. I am just enjoying the journey of dating and getting to know someone without any pressure. I have a few more dates line up with other new guys and I can honestly say I am having a good time in my dating life and I hope it continues.

IF IT'S REALLY LOVE......

Dear Diary ,

My boy Shawn and I were hanging out one day and he told me he had someone he wanted me to meet.  “ Who?” I asked him. He said her name was Lisa and she was friends with his wife Sherry. She lives in upstate New York he said but she seems like your type and really cool people. What the hell, I thought, I would meet her just as a courtesy to my boy and his wife. So the following weekend I drove from DC to New York City to meet up with Shawn, Sherry, and Lisa who was driving down to the city from Rochester, New York. We decided to meet at a little jazz spot around Times Square. When Lisa walked in with Sherry I was struck by her height and natural beauty. She had very little makeup on and was flawless from head to toe. I smiled and gave her a warm embrace and we all sat down for the show. The evening turned out to be best blind date of my life. I was 31 at the time and Lisa was 26. She was very warm and had a great sense of humour. The conversation just flowed. By the end of the night we had exchanged numbers and were talking about meeting up the following weekend in Canada for a weekend getaway.

The following weekend I met Lisa in Canada as planned and we did a tour of Niagara Falls and then drove around the rest of the city taking in the sights. At the end of the weekend, I knew that Lisa was someone special. I would not find out how special until 28 days later!  When I returned to DC and Lisa returned to New York, we continued to talk to one another on the phone every day. At the end of the following month Lisa asked me if it was okay if she visited me in DC. I told her of course. On the last weekend of the month while Lisa and I were eating dinner that I had prepared for us at my house, she asked me to MARRY HER.

Yes, SHE ASKED me to MARRY HER! I was dumbfounded of course and thought she was joking, but when I looked in her eyes I could see that she was serious! I knew this woman was special and I didn’t want to lose her so I told her YES!!  After accepting the proposal we decided that we would each apply for jobs in each other’s cities and whoever got a job first, then that is where we would live. As it turned out, Lisa got a job offer first in DC, so we decided to make DC our home and that is the story of how I met my wife!

THREE'S COMPANY!

Dear Diary,

 

My girl Tina decided that she wanted to hook me up once again with the friend of a friend last week. I reluctantly went along with it, why not I thought to myself, I may meet a nice friend if nothing else. So last night, "Mr. New Friend" asked me if I wanted to meet him at this resturant Zengha Chloe for Happy Hour after work in D.C. I said Sure ,no problem. I told him that I got off work at 5:00 and could be there at 5:15 since I worked so close to Zengha. He said that he could just pick me up after work since he worked close to me as well. Thinking this was a nice gesture, I agreed.   After I got in the car, he said he had to make a stop. I'm thinking okay maybe he has to get gas or maybe even some gum at a convenience store.WRONG!

 

He proceeds to the Verizon Center and said he had to drop off Wizards tickets to his friend. I still don't think anything of it because the Verizon Center is very close to Zengha Chloe.  However, when we get to the Verizon Center, instead of getting out of the car, he sits there and calls his boy. His boy walks up to the car five minutes later and gets in the backseat. I say hi to the friend and am thinking that he is going to drop his boy off at the train. UMM NO , his friend proceeds to walk into Zengha Chloe with us! At this point, I'm pissed because why are three of us out on a first date together?? Who does this?? We order drinks and light appetizers and make painful, akward, small talk. At the end of the meal, "Mr. New Friend" proceeds to tell me that he doesn't feel like driving me back to my car at work because he has already paid for parking underneath the Verizon Center and him and his boy are staying to watch the Wizards game that night. Inside I am fuming, but I am holding it all together when he says that. He then offers for him and his boy to WALK me the few blocks to my car. When we get to my car he asks me for a ride BACK to the Verizon Center so he can catch the game.  I look at him like he's crazy, get in the car, and speed off. Needless to say I never saw or spoke to that loser again.