Well...Here we are again.
Sadly, my great date Tuesday - the double match, never materialized thus I was
REJECTED.
It's actually the first time I have been rejected via tinder, I think ever... Luckily, I never get my hopes up because most of these guys are toads SO no biggie. Onto the next ones... (also, I call TinderFellas Toads now...don't ask why it just seemed fitting)
Well I had 3 dates lined up for Sunday, decided to cancel them all because my mom stayed in town and I always put family before toads. So details on those to come later after Istanbul.
Its tough to keep the momentum with Toads - it's like you have to chat, set up the date, keep the date, go on the date and then take it from there all in a 7 day period. When things drag out, you start to get to the 'TinderToadTextBuddy' phase and unfortunately, a lot of guys enjoy that. So by the time you finally do meet, you've been texting for 4 years and feel like you know them but THEN you go out and determine they are just a toad and CUT.
All of this = A BIG FAT WASTE OF TIME.
It is really quite a pain.
So I DID set up a date with a guy who on paper has a lot of potential...I didn't want to lose the momentum we had before my trip to Turkey.
Name: Nate, Age: 29 (my least favorite age btw) From: SOCAL (aka my home)
He is in residency to be an Ophthalmologist and plans to move back to SoCal, specifically Orange County which is where I am from.
If you know me, you know this factor here is HUGE. X factor is from NorCal and that was a big selling point for him too. But anyways.
Nate is a foodie, 6ft tall, dark, handsome, fit, Middle Eastern (which could actually be a curse, we will see), and so far seems like a fun guy to chat with.
Until...
His true colors start to seep through.
And I begin to realize that even though he seemingly has it all together he may just be another 29 year old toad. X factor is also 29, probably why I hate the number so much. It's like "almost a man, still a baby" age.
So I consult a few friends who say that I should go on the date and give him the benefit of the doubt... I ask if we can do drinks vs dinner (easier to escape) and I am currently awaiting his reply.
Sidenote: I found it so odd that this weekend he asked for me to add him on IG or FB. I said "I don't feel like searching for you so add me". He did. Confirmed he was cute and seemed normal...
I'm guessing he added me to make sure my photo history shows a past of fitness/not weighing 400lbs.
I'd like to knock this guy for being shallow but I do also realize that the show Catfish exists for a reason and thus some people are a lot more skeptical than others. I felt semi-catfished by the toad who was 5ft tall that I told you about a few weeks ago. So I kind of get it, but it still makes me mad that I have to "prove" my size to him?
Will his life really be that bad if he just goes on the date with me and trusts that I am not hiding or lying?
Rubs me the wrong way, so its hard first strike against this guy. And in my world, you get two strikes, I don't need to stick around for number 3.
Wish me luck,
Elle
Sadly, my great date Tuesday - the double match, never materialized thus I was
REJECTED.
It's actually the first time I have been rejected via tinder, I think ever... Luckily, I never get my hopes up because most of these guys are toads SO no biggie. Onto the next ones... (also, I call TinderFellas Toads now...don't ask why it just seemed fitting)
Well I had 3 dates lined up for Sunday, decided to cancel them all because my mom stayed in town and I always put family before toads. So details on those to come later after Istanbul.
Its tough to keep the momentum with Toads - it's like you have to chat, set up the date, keep the date, go on the date and then take it from there all in a 7 day period. When things drag out, you start to get to the 'TinderToadTextBuddy' phase and unfortunately, a lot of guys enjoy that. So by the time you finally do meet, you've been texting for 4 years and feel like you know them but THEN you go out and determine they are just a toad and CUT.
All of this = A BIG FAT WASTE OF TIME.
It is really quite a pain.
So I DID set up a date with a guy who on paper has a lot of potential...I didn't want to lose the momentum we had before my trip to Turkey.
Name: Nate, Age: 29 (my least favorite age btw) From: SOCAL (aka my home)
He is in residency to be an Ophthalmologist and plans to move back to SoCal, specifically Orange County which is where I am from.
If you know me, you know this factor here is HUGE. X factor is from NorCal and that was a big selling point for him too. But anyways.
Nate is a foodie, 6ft tall, dark, handsome, fit, Middle Eastern (which could actually be a curse, we will see), and so far seems like a fun guy to chat with.
Until...
His true colors start to seep through.
And I begin to realize that even though he seemingly has it all together he may just be another 29 year old toad. X factor is also 29, probably why I hate the number so much. It's like "almost a man, still a baby" age.
So I consult a few friends who say that I should go on the date and give him the benefit of the doubt... I ask if we can do drinks vs dinner (easier to escape) and I am currently awaiting his reply.
Sidenote: I found it so odd that this weekend he asked for me to add him on IG or FB. I said "I don't feel like searching for you so add me". He did. Confirmed he was cute and seemed normal...
I'm guessing he added me to make sure my photo history shows a past of fitness/not weighing 400lbs.
I'd like to knock this guy for being shallow but I do also realize that the show Catfish exists for a reason and thus some people are a lot more skeptical than others. I felt semi-catfished by the toad who was 5ft tall that I told you about a few weeks ago. So I kind of get it, but it still makes me mad that I have to "prove" my size to him?
Will his life really be that bad if he just goes on the date with me and trusts that I am not hiding or lying?
Rubs me the wrong way, so its hard first strike against this guy. And in my world, you get two strikes, I don't need to stick around for number 3.
Wish me luck,
Elle
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