I love a man in a uniform! Something about a disciplined man with a crisp suit and badges drives me crazy (in a good way). When the opportunity presented itself for me to go out on a date with one, I jumped at it. Anything for my country, right?
Photo from dateswithkate.com where this story was shared as a guest post.
He wanted to pick me up from my house. Through an unfortunate series of events, I was already privy to the dangers of giving my address out to a complete stranger. I offered to meet him and we decided on a movie. After the movie, we went out for food and drinks. Our conversation began with the normal pleasantries. Then somewhere along the lines it took a turn for the worst.
My first clue that this was headed for disaster was when he revealed his dating philosophy. He stated that he and I were not on a date. It was simply a friendly outing because he only wanted to go out on dates with his future girlfriend...whoever she may be. He went on to tell me that he was tired of damaged women, then used me as an example! Apparently my refusal to give him my address translated to me projecting my "men" issues onto him.
I explained in great detail why I did not give him my address. With an appalled expression he replied, "I don't think I would have told that on the first date." Mentally I summoned the waitress to bring the check. Unfortunately, telepathy was not a part of her job description.
We ventured further into our conversation for reasons that can only be explained by my alcohol consumption. At some point, I made a statement that he did not agree with. He responded by telling me that women don't listen. He went on to say that women have never listened which is why God cursed them. It was official. This date was going down in the books, and I was going home!
Later that night, I received a text from him:
MM: I wanted to kiss you tonight.
Me: I didn't feel that same way.
I toyed with the idea of suggesting that he trade his uniform in for a straitjacket. Two days later he received his pink slip via text message, and I never heard from the Military Maniac again.
