I'm going to start with this date first, it offers some good lessons as well as some interesting aspects as well as humor. We'll call this girl Cyan. I met Cyan on match.com in Charlotte, she was a cute looking girl with petite build (about 5'4, 95 lb). Soon after I messaged her she responded back and appeared very pleasant and intelligent. She was 22 and about to finish her bachelor's degree.
After just 2-3 online messages she asked for my phone number and said not to worry, she didn't bite. So I gave it to her even though (at that time) I avoided talking on the phone at all costs. She soon called but I didn't answer, electing to call her back the next day (Saturday). I was driving around town running errands when I did, and we spent a good hour or so on the phone, interrupted periodically when I had to talk to someone while doing my errands. She was very nice on the phone, and we decided to meet for dinner the following Monday night.
She proposed meeting at McCormick & Schmidt's at South Park Mall which was close to her work. My first reaction was something along the lines of "gold digger" as she was a student and more than likely would not be offering to contribute toward the expense, and McCormick & Schmidt is not cheap. But I was interested in her and I agreed.
She was 30 minutes late. I literally checked my watch after 25 minutes and decided to wait 5 more minutes before leaving. She had called to say she was running late because she had her nails done. So she pulls into the parking lot as I waited on the curb, and we went inside. This was Memorial Day and the restaurant was closing early at 9:00 (it was 8:30). So we went directly next door to some southwest restaurant. Dinner was good, the conversation was good and flowed easily. The restaurant was going to close soon and we were a bit hurried out, and I walked her to her car expecting that to be the end of the night. She said she really liked talking to me and would like to continue our date somewhere else. I knew of a neighborhood pub nearby, and we headed over there. It was closed. I mentioned that the pub across the parking lot appeared to be open, and she suggested we go to my place, and I consented. It was around 10:30 at this point.
We sat on my couch and talked until sometime past midnight. I was tired and wanted to go to bed and told her as much and invited her (blankly) if she would like to stay the night. She said yes, and we went upstairs and brushed our teeth (I had a spare toothbrush for her) and hopped in bed together.
That was by far the easiest first night hookup I've ever had with an online date. Later I would find that she was in fact a gold digger, but perhaps worse she would criticize me for doing things (or refraining from doing things) which she thought were more appropriate. Long story short, the relationship ended when we had a makeup date planned (after a falling out), 1 hour before which she stated she was going by the mall first. I told her to go ahead, I would meet her at dinner when she was ready. When I confirmed that "no," in fact I did not want to go shopping with her, she accused me of being selfish and sent 17 consecutive texts over night without a single response from me.
Oh, how could I forget--she was all about being honest and informed me after the first week that she was a stripper. She had a second phone strictly for her customers to call so that she could appear available and interested in them in order to get more business. She constantly tried to get me to visit her at the club (I abhor strip clubs) as well. It was fun while it lasted ( :
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