Bachelor #4 is a more amusing story I suppose. I refer to him as Static Cling because he was super clingy- mind you we only went out 3 times right before I set off for my European adventure.
My first date with Static Cling was literally right after my coffee date with Bachelor #3. We met up at one of my favorite bars near my house (yay a guy who drove to my neck of the woods!)
He wasn't bad looking, tall, in shape, my age and a year out of the Army (what are the odds of having 2 dates with ex-Army guys in 1 night?). He was very nice and we had a lot to talk about. He shared a lot of interesting stories from the Army, and I had a lot of respect for his service especially since he had been wounded multiple times (allegedly). After the date we talked on the phone several times. In my mind I thought I had genuinely liked him, but I still had a nagging feeling in my gut.
For date #2 he took me to the beach and he had made us a picnic. I will admit that was very thoughtful and pretty awesome on his part. I gave him points for that. He made pear and brie paninis that were really damn good and he had a nice veggie tray and hummus. It was a nice evening. The topper was when we randomly started talking about our favorite drinks. I said I loved wine, especially Santa Margherita. Well like a damn magician this guy pulls out a bottle of Santa Margherita from the damn picnic basket! I was like "How the hell did you know that was my favorite wine?" He said "I just guessed." That was really cool. But despite all of that, there was still something bothering me that I couldn't really figure out.
All of my girlfriends and coworkers said to give him a chance, that he sounded so sweet, yada yada. This was all true, but there were some things about him, that I should've mentioned, that bothered me.
1. He was still living at home and not done with college. Ok I get that you are going to school and need to save money- but I am at a point in my life where I am looking for a man who is established and self sufficient. He wasn't.
2. He worked as a security guard at a theme park. Again- not the profession of someone who is in a place to settle down with a wife and family.
3. He said "fuck'n" a lot, that just annoyed me.
4. Being with him felt like I was dating a guy in high school because of the first 3 reasons above.
5. Not once did I really feel that physically attracted to him. In fact I did everything in my power to avoid being in a position in which a kiss could possibly happen.
Despite all of these things I decided to give him 1 more chance before I split for Europe. We went out for sushi on date #3 and we split the bill. I'm sorry, but when you are in the wooing stage, you still have to pay. Not only that but we didn't even order a bunch of things like most people do- he ordered like a tempura basket or something. It was just an awkward dinner. After that I was talking about going to Europe and he got all weird on me saying he was really sad I was leaving. I was like "I'm not moving away, I'm coming back chill out." At that moment I realized he was a clinger. I can't date clingers.
While I was partying it up in Paris during the 2nd week of my trip he even sent me a text saying he missed me. I never responded. How can you miss someone you JUST met and only went out with 3 times? When I got back to the US I avoided him like the Black Plague. I didn't respond to texts or emails. In my mind that is a clear sign to move on, but he was not having that. For weeks he continued to text me. I finally removed my profile from OKCupid (yes I met him on there) and he sent a text promptly after saying "I see you deleted your profile. I hate the lucky bastard that got you. I still want to see you. Can we be friends and get drinks?" I continued to ignore him and he texted me a few times after that.
All I can say is that my gut was right the entire time- something was up with Static Cling and I'm glad I got some Static Guard to remove him from my ass.
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