So... met a new guy last week. Did the meet and greet thing, which went well.
We met again on Saturday and played pool, had a few drinks, yakkedity yak... usual 'first date' stuff. Was a lot of fun... we hit it off nicely.
Wed. evening, he invited me to his place for dinner. He was very drunk when I got there. Said he had been helping out his best friend all day, the two of them laying sod and drinking beer.
Okaaaaaaay. It was hot and that's pretty physical work. But come on! He knew I was coming over...
Thursday he came to my place for a BBQ. We spoke on the phone in the morning and he said he'd call in the afternoon when he'd done all this chores (mowing the grass, doing laundry, cleaning his house). Since I hadn't heard from him by 4:30, I called his house.
No answer... left a message on his machine to give me a call.
7:35 rolls around and I am *this* close to calling his machine and telling him he's stood me up, when the phone rings. He'd forgotten it was a buddy's girlfriend's 40th birthday. He'd been at the party. Figured he'd be there for half an hour... riiiiight.
Comes to my place by 8:15... drunk again. And driving yet!
Enough already. I was married to a drinker before... I have absolutely no desire to be involved with one again.
Plus... his profile says he's a nonsmoker. NOT! He smokes. Plain and simple.
So today was the email to say this ain't goin' nowhere, honey.... good luck finding a party girl who smokes.
What an idiot..... *sigh*