I met this guy online about 2 1/2 weeks ago. I was really shocked to meet someone from my city around my age who was nice looking, has a job, etc. (Nowadays, thats a rare item online, LOL) Anyway, we chatted online for hours and finally exchanged phone numbers. By the time we were done chatting, it was late night, so I decided I would call him the next day. I was so excited about the potential of this brotha! He was a great conversationalist, bright, witty....
So I called him. We hit it off and talked frequently. Let me just mention that this brotha is from up north and I was born and raised here in NC. The weekend came and we decided to see one another. We hooked up, went to the park, etc. We had a very nice Sunday afternoon.
Now, here is where stuff starts to get a little irritating. That evening, he got a phone call from a friend from up north. This dude stands in my living room and discusses another female (briefly) and in his loud voice says "yeah, with all that ass.........." Ok??? Strike ONE-Disrespect.
All that week, he called me and kept asking to come to my house. Now, I work full time and am a single mother. By the time I get home and complete my daily routine, its kinda late. AND at that point, I didn't feel like I knew him well enough to even consider letting him come over for a night visit. I told the dude several times that I wasn't ready for all that. He gets mad at me and says "Nobody wants a weekend warrior. Women always say they want a good man and when one comes by they can't see him." Ok???? Strike TWO-Not respecting my duties as a mother AND stereotyping ME.
So, last Saturday night, I went to a party at a local sports bar. I was determined to have a ball. Loved the crowd, the atmosphere. He asked me what I was doing and I told him. The dude came to the bar, sat at the table the whole night, would not dance, kept watching me like I was a newborn baby. (Reminded me of that comedian on Comic View some years back imitating the dude in the club "DATS MY GIRL!")At one point, I went to the ladies room. I guess I stayed too long b/c the brotha TEXTED me and asked me where I was! Dude got upset when I told him he was NOT invited to come home with me and left the bar.
Ok, now, am I missing something? Is there a geographical difference in the way women are expected to behave? Why do I feel like he is trying to move at the speed of light? I mean, dayum, what happened to the FIRST DATE? Does "getting to know you" really mean "coming to your crib twelve times a week and accidentally falling asleep and hopefully falling into that warm spot b/w your legs", nowadays? WTF?