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I’m embarrassed to admit my first date of the year was in December, but after living in Santa Barbara it’s easy to give up on dating. As a distraction from the fleas I was dealing with, I agreed to meet Mike for lunch. When he suggested Ruby Tuesday’s, I knew I was going to get blog material.
Salad bar for two and good conversation, but he had an air of cockiness. I wasn’t sure why, but I could feel it. As the check came, he opened his wallet and pulled out a coupon and made the waitress re-total. When she laid down the new portfolio, he opened and said “if we split it, you can give me $6.” Yes, that is six dollars.
He walked me outside and hugged me. I told him it was nice meeting and pivoted on my heels to get to my car and laugh. Two days later, he was texting me trying to book a second date. I should of been direct and said I wasn’t interested, but instead I just was honest in another way. “I’m unpacking and buying furniture. I really want to get through this before I leave next weekend.”
Mike must be a man continuously on defense. His response was not sympathetic or understanding. “Ah, excuses. OK. I get it. Typical Richmond girl. Par for the course. Ur a arrogant Richmond bitch like all the others.”
I’m excited. I’ve been here a week and I’m already typical. Who says things move slow in the south?