One of the men I met online worked for one of those places in New York that folks are protesting right now. Wall Street, Shmallstreet, at that time I had no idea what it even meant, let alone that men working there might end up being a little eccentric for my tastes.
I didn’t exchange photos with this guy before meeting him because everybody looks different on photos anyways. When I got to the coffee-shop where we were meeting, we talked for about 15 minutes when my date proudly announced,
“I’m taking you to a corporate event at my company after we are finished here.”
I’m not one of those people who like “being taken” anywhere, especially by complete strangers, so I was quite shocked.
“What makes you think I want to go to some corporate event?” I asked.
“No, you don’t understand,” my date said. “It’s a REAL corporate event. There will be many important people. Don’t worry, I have a limo waiting, and we still have time to drive by your place for you to change.”
“You do realize that I’m not going to any corporate event with you, right?” I responded.
My date looked peevish.
“You have to come,” he exclaimed. “I already told everybody that I will be bringing a beautiful Russian woman.”
“You’d never even seen my photo,” I reminded.
“But I know that all Russian women are beautiful!” the date shared.
“I’m going to go home now,” I said.
The date, however, was determined to be seen with “a beautiful Russian woman” at any cost.
“Could we at least take a walk around campus?” he asked desperately. Of course, I was already out of the door and have no idea what else he was saying.
P.S. “How come men always turn out to be horrible on these dates while you never are?” readers might start to ask. Don’t worry, my friends, next story will show both me and the date in quite a negative light. Then, you can decide who was the bigger jerk in the situation.
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