I get to the restaurant and have to park in another lot, because there's is tiny and full. The wind is whipping my hair around, it's getting in my mouth....great... I get to the door and I'm fixing myself before I go in and it's funny, because all the servers knew I was on a date: "Oh you look great..don't worry! He's in the back" LOL OMG and was it that obvious?!
I see Mr. Wells Fargo in the back and I make my way to our table. We say hello, shake hands, and start awkwardly talking.
Now guys, here comes the part you need to pay attention to: Somewhere along in our conversation we ask each other how our days were. He proceeds to tell me a little about work. When I answer and say that I have been doing laundry and baking cookies all day, Wells Fargo replies with "Oh..so you are a little domestic." WHAT?! DANGEROUS WORD to use, wrong, wrong wrong.......the last thing I want to be seen as is someone who would make a perfect housewife or something, cooking meals for my husband in a tiny apron and cleaning the house all day. Now a days you should NEVER call a girl domestic, especially when you know she's in a master's program working on getting a degree and a career! EW! I just looked at Wells and said "Um..yea I don't like that word.." and he said "Oh, sorry, you are a career woman, I meant a career woman." It would have been so much better if he said something like, "Oh what were you baking? I bet they taste really good!" or "I bet you're a good cook!"
It also didn't help his chances of getting a second date when he corrected me when I used the word "weird." He was asking about one of my piercings and asked if it hurt, I told him no and then started to tell him about all the other ones I had in undergrad that I took out. Then I said, "I guess you could say the only weird piercing I have left is my eyebrow now" and Wells says, "I don't like the word weird...I prefer 'unusual' or 'different' because it's not so negative"...Really? So now I'm getting a grammar lesson from you?! If I want to use the word weird, I'm going to use the word weird! Please, do not correct me!!
I'm going to tell you all this straight away...I do not accept compliments well or at least not when they have lost their credibility because they are used too often. Another thing that really annoyed me was Wells Fargo kept throwing out compliments like we were at a baseball game and they were baseballs. Within a matter of the 2 hours of our date he complimented me about my smile and asked if I had had braces (ok..that's not too bad), my shoes, how my shirt really compliments my complexion (uh..what?), my eyes and then almost dropped a corny pickup line, but stopped himself, and he kept saying things like: "It's not every day that I get to take a pretty girl out to dinner." Uhhh....omg I thought I was going to lose it. Like if you said two compliments that would be ok, but I felt like I was being bombarded and I felt like he was trying to impress me too much. I don't think all of his compliments were genuine and sincere...it just bugged me.
It reminded me of whenever I go home and see my parents...my dad never compliments me unless he means it, they don't come as often as I would like, but that's ok....because I know he means it. Whereas with my mom, she's continually saying things like "Oh, that outfit is so nice on you!" "Reaching for Reefs, really...you look so good in that" "That color is nice on you" "I love your hair.." etc etc...I feel like I'm being attacked with compliments. The first time my mom makes them, I try to accept graciously by saying thank you, but by the third time of saying the same thing or whatever, it's like I just want to scream 'ENOUGH ALREADY!' Maybe this is just a flaw of mine, but still, I don't think you should compliment a girl on every nice thing you see about her...save some up for later! Ration your compliments a little bit...they will mean more. And I told Wells Fargo pretty much the same thing I'm telling you here!
Lastly, the thing that kind of irked me at the end of the date, was when we stood up and walked back to our cars...he had said online that he was 5'6", but there was no way, because I was almost at eye level with my 2" sandals on. I know this is something that cannot be changed, but I just don't typically like really short guys. Idk..maybe my sandals were a lot higher than I think, but I'm 5 ft....with sandals that high I should not be looking directly into a guys eyes.
Oh, ya know....I thought of one more thing...the top 2 to 3 buttons on the shirt being undone. Yea,...don't do that! I mean, Wells Fargo comes from a Greek background and all, but please...don't be that stereotype. Please do not open your top 2 to 3 buttons on your shirt, especially when you are pasty pasty white. It just does not look good. He looked like he was trying to be Guito (I'm allowed to say that, I'm Italian lol), the only thing he was missing was a gold chain with a cross or an engraved saint hanging from it. Just no!
I want to hear about some of your first dates and the ridiculous things the guys did or said, so please post! :))
Until Next Time,
Reaching for Reefs
P.S. This is what I should have told Wells Fargo when he said I was a little domestic:
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