Two dates, Two duds.

Yikes, it's been a scary week. 1st up was my date with *Rob. Now Rob sounded promising - good career (cop), another "good on paper" kind of guy. Now, I'm back on Eharmony AND Match at the same time, cuz a girl's gotta keep her options going, right? Well if you're familiar with Eharmony, there is a back-and-forth question/answer period and I was a bit concerned when Rob asked me "What are your opinions on traditional gender roles?" It seemed like an odd question for a guy to ask. I actually choose that question because I definitely want a guy who is supportive of my career. When I asked him about it later he talked about how he was totally fine with a woman working, etc. Okay, gave him the benefit of the doubt.

So we decide to do my standard Starbucks meeting. He shows up looking like he rolled right out of bed. Hoodie sweatshirt, wrinkled baggy khakis and his eyes were red... like looked like he was drunk red. WTF?? The conversation was actually pretty good, so I decide - give him a chance. He's a cop, maybe he worked some long hours? Who knows? We decide we are going to meet up and play tennis about 4 days later. In the meantime, we engage in some phone conversations that basically made this go from potential to "OH HELL NO" in 2 phone calls.

I asked him if he wanted to bet on dinner playing tennis - that loser had to cook dinner sometime in the future and he said, "Well I don't cook". You're 31 and you don't cook? WTH? I said, "Well fine you can take me out" and he says "Yeah, but I'm a poor cop." Uh.. well dating sort of involves... going out. But then he says, well let's not play tennis and basically says, SERIOUSLY to me, "Well how about I come over Thursday and you can cook me dinner." Um.. no. Seriously? SERIOUSLY? He hasn't even taken me out yet. He kept saying "I'm a poor cop". Yeah.. NEXT. If you have no money, don't date. I don't mean it wrong, but we don't have to go to the fanciest places, but you should be able to take a girl out for dinner, ya know? I don't make the most money and have a job that pays comparable to what he makes, so WTH? Damn it. Then he started texting me at 11pm at night.. stuff that was too racy and I gave him the heave-ho.

Next up was *Adam. This dude tells me on the phone how he's in school and really motivated, blah blah blah. Met in person (another coffee house meeting) and he tells me he's only in community college, taking 090 classes (um... those are high school classes) that he didn't do well in school and partied too much and that he's only taking 8 credit hours because "what's the rush?" Well, you're 28 dude. It's time to get your shit together.

(Sigh).. My luck just sucks right now. I would think that there would be a guy on my level out there. I don't ask for anything more than what I have in myself - successful, motivated, well-mannered, educated, etc... I'm beginning to think he does NOT exist!!