12/14/2014

Another date from Hell.

Like a bump on a log

I'm worn out from carrying the entire conversation this weekend. On Friday, a man from Yakima- a two-hour drive- drove to take me to dinner, followed by the Nutcracker performance. Gary was very taken with me. At his urging, Gary returned the next day to walk on the riverfront with me and play Scrabble.

It turned out Gary has low self-esteem and confidence, and very poor communication skills. He was like a bump on a log. When I stopped talking, the silence stretched on and on. He said nothing. "It's your turn to say something," I finally said. "I can't think of anything to say," Gary replied.

Rotten breath

To make matters worse, Gary's breath smelled like rotten food. I was repulsed. "How often do you floss your teeth?" I asked. "Not very often," he replied. Although Gary was highly attracted to me, the feeling was not mutual.

I told Gary I don't see him as a romantic prospect, and that his poor communication skills are impossible for me.

Boring and exhausting

"It's boring and wearing to carry the entire conversation," I said. "I love back-and-forth repartee and witty banter." "So do I," he said. "Communication is a two-way street," I replied.

"It's extremely rare to find a woman who is slender, beautiful, intelligent, fun, energetic and athletic as you are," he replied. I suggested counseling to increase his confidence and self-esteem, and improve his communication skills. Then I stood up and walked him to his car.

Yes. Talkative, taciturn. They're all wonderful.

I can't stand anyone who just talks to talk. If they have something interesting, or funny, or importaint, then great! I'm in. If it seems like if they stop talking then they stop breathing, then I really want them to shut up.