Terrible Dates

I need to be way more picky about who I go out on dates with.

When I was up in yuba a few weeks ago, I matched with this guy on tinder and we’d been talking. We did a few FaceTimes and talked on the phone a few days and he seemed nice enough. He’s an engineer, has a PhD, good job, likes to hike, is a top. etc etc.

So I invited him to come over for the night. We were planning to do a hike, eat dinner and then just chill. But since the weather was over 90F the hike was out. So he arrived and he said he wanted to go to some Chinese restaurant in SF. I asked him “what’s the name of it” and he said something like “I don’t know, it’s next to civic center tunnel”. How the fuck do you not know the name of this place you wanted to go. So he takes my laptop and he’s looking on google maps and he finds it, hands it over to me and it was a parking garage! I said “This is a parking garage” and he said, “yeah, I thought that’s what you wanted”. WTF?! I asked where the restaurant was.

We get ready to go and he insists on driving. His car is FILTHY, the window is cracked, he didn’t’ want to use the A/C, he drives like a 90 year old grandma. Any time there was a car next to him he would freak out. He kept mumbling under his breath about god knows what. Needless to say, by the time we got to SF 1.5 hours later, I was PISSED.

He parked over a mile from the restaurant and I asked him why, he said “well there’s never parking near the place, so we can just walk”. I said, “NO, let’s go closer and look for parking”. Sure enough we find parking 1/2 block from the place. Go inside, sit down, and he’s SUPER CONFUSED about the menu. It’s a fucking dim-sum place which he said he was at just one week prior.

Basically we don’t talk through dinner at all, just sit in awkward silence. He goes to the bathroom at one point and comes back with the front of his pants SOAKING wet like he had used his pants to dry his hands or something.

After dinner he says he wants to go take a few pictures of the GGB. So we drive down to the sports basement, park there and then proceed to walk over 1.5 miles. He keeps popping into these little beaches, looking at the bridge and going “hmmm, no, nope this won’t work”. Starts to turn around to walk away, then turns back and goes “yeah, nope”. By this time it’s nearly 7:30 and it’s DARK AF out and we’re walking on this gravel path. Finally we get to a place where he feels it’s “good enough” to take pictures which he then diggs out a tripod and camera from his backpack and proceeds to spend an HOUR taking pictures of the bridge. I’m just standing there awkwardly, texting jay and James about everything that’s going on.

At one point he comes over to me and he’s like “oh are you bored” and I said, “Well, honestly this isn’t exactly my idea of a good date.” He finally wraps it up and we have to walk the 1.5 miles BACK to the fucking car in the DARK. I was basically just begging a coyote to come out of the brush and eat me alive.

Drive back to Concord in silence, at one point he grabs my hand hard and is like “I’m sorry”. But it’s too late to save anything. We get back to my house and I tell him “Look, this clearly isn’t going to work, you’re welcome to stay the night but I would prefer you just sleep on the couch”. He decided to drive home but then it took him FOREVER to pack his shit (barely anything) and go. It was super super awk.

So yeah… SCREEN BETTER!

But otherwise yesterday was a rough day for me missing Charles. Jim from chipotle messaged me and was telling me about shit, I don’t know how much of what he says is true or not but whatever.

Trying to find someone to join me in Portland since it’s clear that Charles and I won’t be back together by then and Jason and I are still not talking.