I really wanted to like Mr. Reliable. We've been e-mailing for weeks -- he was away on a business trip, but wrote long e-mails quite frequently. When we spoke on the phone, the conversation was easy -- but it felt a bit too relationship-esque early on: he'd often ask what I had done that day... what did I do yesterday... what did I have planned for the weekend.
People can smell desperation, even if it's subconscious. That's the scent I was getting from him, but I really wanted to give him a chance. After all, it's refreshing for a change to NOT wonder if / when you'll hear from a guy.
We finally met today -- and yes, he was a "nice" guy in person, but that was it. I felt no attraction whatsoever. His profile only had one picture, and sure enough, it was the most flattering version of him -- and he wasn't as tall as he had claimed on his profile (surprise, guys do that sometimes).
We had a lovely dinner, and when the check came, I offered to split it, to make my intentions clear -- but he quickly gave his credit card to the waiter. (yeah, I know, I could have tried harder) I felt guilty that he had brought me some presents from his trip -- nothing expensive, just thoughtful.
Perfunctory kiss on the cheek goodnight, a "talk to you soon", and that was it. Did he know that there was no connection, the way I knew? Dunno. Come to think of it, that's how my date with FOF ended earlier this week, and I liked him... but haven't heard from him since!
Next on the agenda: supposedly, a date this weekend with AdMan. We'll see if THAT happens, or if he'll continue to live on in my imagination!
Also: heard from my Portuguese dish from last night, hoping to get together before he bids "ate logo". I like the idea of having a temp -- wish he was going to be around longer!