Old Guy

Old guy had asked me out during the week but I decided I'd rather go climbing instead. He then asked very nicely if I could set aside some time during the weekend. What can I say? He's such a proper gentleman. I told him I'd have dinner with him one night.

He gave me his address and asked him to meet him there. He lives in one of those nice condos in downtown. He came out to welcome me, skinny jeans and dress shirt with three buttons off. First thought: pimp?? He took me inside his condo. I was nervous. I had my hand on my phone the whole time just in case. After all, this is the second time I met this guy in my life. Although I trust my gut instinct, this sort of carelessness is what makes victims of serial killers. Maybe I am old fashion, but giving me a tour of his condo including the master bedroom and master bath seem like something you do right before you have sex, or after the relationship has been defined. It's not something you do on a second date. I was distracted by his motive and confused by his proper manner and enthusiasm. He spent quite a bit of his childhood in the U.K. Maybe this is the proper manner in Europe?

After the tour we went out for dinner. I was glad I didn't get raped or killed, and determined that I was never going back to that condo unless we are a couple. He took me to a nice Afghan restaurant where he seems to know the staffs. I wonder, do guys have a "spot" for their dates? I tend to go to places I've never been but wanted to try, but that's for the reason that I just want to try new places. For a girl, it's probably safe to have a "spot" for first few dates so someone can look after me. But for a guy, it seems more like a show off: look here is another girl I am bring in. Maybe they get a discount?

Dinner was fine. I realized he really looked old. To a passerby he could be my hip grandpa! Not only does he look old, we also don't seem to share the same interest and passion in life. That night I really missed my ex-boyfriend and how lively and good he still was at his "advanced" age. When the check came I offer to split it but he insisted on paying. After dinner he suggested cupcakes back to his place. We went in the cupcake place and I insisted paying and eating at the cupcake store. Sitting there he put his arm around me, and all I could think about is how to get out of going back to his condo. Turned out it was easy. I just told him I was tired and wanted to call it a night. At the car he kissed me on my lips. No tongues. I felt like I just kissed my grandpa. It's true, age isn't an issue until it's an issue...

The next day he texted me and asked if he could stop by my place and hang out. I politely told him that I enjoyed our dates but I wasn't interested in pursuing the relationship further. I wished him luck, and he politely wished me luck back.

All in all, not a bad ending.

What I learned: the downtown real estate value is slightly higher than what they were 15 years ago.

No more communication.