Some of my not-so-successful dates are sad and some are humorous so I will also share some of them.
Skip this if you already read it in the zombie thread:
A couple of weeks ago, I met a woman for coffee. She had her own web-based business and seemed really stable before we met.
After chatting a bit, she proceeded to tell me that she was "really hot for Latinas".
I looked at her and said: "You are out of luck with me then, as I am clearly not". She then told me that the love of her life was Latina and passed away.
I told her I was very sorry to hear that because I was.
She then told me that her love had died of a heroin overdose and though they were living together for 5-years, she had not known that her partner was shooting up.
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Another one was an ex-nun who shared with me that she had had sex with almost everyone in her order
and was looking for someone to join her all-ex-nun weekly mass that they held on Sundays. Also out of luck as I am not Catholic.
Another Googled me having my name only and proceeded to tell me where I lived, how much my house cost originally and what my property taxes were
creeped the hell out much? Yes, I was. Still am, thinking about it.
I can honestly say that I have never Googled anyone I have dated or been in love with. It feels like such an invasion of privacy to me. I just can't do it.
I don't know how the rest of you feel about it.
I have had quite a few very interesting and positive dates. This post, however, is not about them.