Uma: Very intriguing vice principal, again making exceptions to the rules

Before my (supposed) date with Violet this Saturday, I met up with Uma.

I originally had Uma scheduled for Saturday night, but a work engagement came up that she didn’t feel she could miss, so we met prior to (both) her function and my (scheduled) date with Violet at Chili’s for a quick drink and appetizers – it was centrally located to both of us.

Uma is a local high school vice principal. She’s in her mid-40s, slightly above average height (not tall), blonde with a very nice body. Even in her baseball-sleeve length t-shirt, shorts and her hair pulled back in a pony tail, she still looked very attractive.

Now before you go bashing her dress code for our “first date”, keep in mind she just came from a function at her school where she was supervising a bicycle safety event being given to young kids. So she was dressed appropriately for that. We had discussed the attire beforehand, and I had no issues with her attire. So, to make her feel better, I was in shorts, t-shirt and a ball cap – dressing down for the occasion. But I still looked pretty good, though.

What makes Uma interesting is that, once again – as with Staci, I’m bending my normal rules to see how this goes. Yes, I hear the collective groan and the cries of “didn’t you learn anything from the last time?” But in fairness to Uma, I can’t blame her for Staci’s issues. However, she is never married, has no kids, and didn’t have a picture on her profile. All three of those things are pretty much instant disqualifiers for me. So why is she different?

She contacted me on Match with a very long, detailed explanation of why she was interested in me and why she thought we should get together and see how it goes (you’ll see this theme again shortly). She acknowledged not being married and not having kids because she was focused on her teaching career for so many years that she didn’t find time for those things. Now, she wants something more substantial. And as far as the picture goes (or lack thereof), she acknowledged that too. Because she’s in the position she’s in, she doesn’t want the possibility of people recognizing her online and having that interfere with her work. She had many pictures, and was more than willing to share them once we started talking. And yes, she looked like her pictures.

Before our date, we chatted and talked several times during the week, but definitely not as frequently as most other women I meet on Match. She definitely seemed more old school and independent, not needing to be attached to her phone and texting all the time. It was kind of refreshing. And for as little as talked, she always still seemed very interested in getting together and meeting. Emphasizing that she was going to make sure we got together before I left for the weekend and it was another two weeks before we could possibly see each other.

She happened to beat me to the restaurant, which never happens. I’m always early. But not this time. I was still early, according to when we said we’d meet, but she was there first. She had ordered appetizers and some drinks. I sat down across from her and we just started chatting away. We were there for a little over an hour, and it seriously flew by. We had great conversation but didn’t really get into anything overly personal. It was good, not awkward at all. I really think we hit it off.

Then when it came time to leave, she tried to pay. I halted that immediately because, well, it’s the gentlemanly thing to do. The guy always pays (at least for the like the first 100 dates or so). And I follow the code; opening doors, car doors, paying the check, not walking in front of her, walking between her and the street, stuff like that. Finally, I won the “battle” and she was very appreciative of the gesture, even commenting on it several times later.

I walked her to her car and we hugged as we talked about making plans for after I got back from my trip.

Things seem good. We’ve talked a couple of times since then. Everything still seems to be on track. But we’ll see. Based on recent history, I can’t count on anything (it seems) until it actually happens.

I’ll definitely keep you posted, and stay tuned later this week as something is brewing for Wednesday. And as always, thanks for reading!

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Violet: I’m still trying to figure out what happened with this one

Ok, I’m going to stick with posting about these next two dates out of order. I started going out of order because Violet was planned to happen after Uma, but a shift in Uma’s plans flip-flopped them, but I chose to stick with the names already preassigned.

I already told you Violet and I met for a short date Friday before our actual date Saturday.

Saturday came, I told her I was dropping my son off at the sitter’s by 6 p.m. and suggested we meet at about 6:30-7 p.m. at the new fancy driving range in town. On the weekends, that place has a waiting list of about 3-4+ hours. So I figured we could go, sign in, grab dinner and some drinks and just sit and chat while we waited for our tee time.

We had been talking and texting all day, and the last thing I really heard from her was when she was on the way to the gym in the afternoon. She sent me a “very nice” picture of herself on the way to the gym in her workout clothes.

Then right about 6 p.m. she texted me that she took some allergy medicine, fell asleep and just got up. She asked if we could meet at 8 p.m., saying she still really wanted to see me. I said 8 p.m. was fine, but that we would have to change up our plans and skip the driving range because I had to get my son by midnight (meaning we would have to leave the range by about 11) and we would likely not be able to get a time before then.

I didn’t hear anything back. I was already out and about, all dressed and ready to go. I was looking amazing by the way, if I do say so myself. So I decided to kill some time and drove over to the range to see what the situation looked like. Ya, it was jammed. Parking looked like it was a NASCAR event or something with all the people parked in the grass dozens of rows deep. The wait at 6:30 p.m. was already over 3 hours. So I started making my way back toward home trying to come up with alternate ideas while I waited to hear from her. She lives closer to me than the range anyway, so likely picking something close to us was going to be the best option.

Before I knew it, it was already 8 p.m. and I hadn’t heard anything from Violet. I just assumed she was trying to get ready and out the door and that’s why I hadn’t heard anything more from her. So I texted her asking what the plan was. No response.

It’s been over 24 hours since the last time I heard from her. I was certain I was going to hear from her this morning, apologizing for last night, saying she was too groggy from the allergy meds and just fell back asleep. Or something along those lines. Nope. Nothing. Not a phone call, not a text. Nothing.

So I just ended up hanging out an Irish pub with one of my neighbors. Not exactly how I planned to spend my Saturday.

I really want to give her the benefit of the doubt that she was just out of it with the allergy meds and was too embarrassed to say anything about it afterward. But if that’s the case, she couldn’t have communicated that with me? Or communicated anything with me? While I was sitting in the parking lot of one of my alternate options around 8 p.m., I wanted to see if she was on Match – and sure enough she was. So read into that, what you want. So maybe she was just trying to get out of the date. But nothing leading up to 6 p.m. Saturday night gave me any indication that might be a possibility.

But honestly, if I’m not worth a little effort in the communication department, I’m not going out of my way to see what is going on with her. If it’s that easy to bail on me and not give an explanation or any apology, then fine.

Moving on. I’ve got other options in the works, so no need to dwell on this.

Sorry there wasn’t more to share. I really had high hopes for this girl. Maybe next time.

Thanks for reading!

Doubleheader weekend and more on deck

You know the whole “things happen for a reason” business, and the line about “when one door closes, another opens”? Staci who?

Ya, so true. It has been a crazy week. My Match profile has been blowing up this week. Granted, 75% of that has been your typical Match.com fake profiles, spam and scam accounts, which by the way is about ready to cause me to suspend my profle for a while to get away from all that. But I’ve had lots of prospects.

I had originally planned to see Uma (ok, my only 2 “U” name options were Uma and Ursula, what would you have done?) Saturday night. She’s an assistant principal at a local high school. Never married, no kids and her profile didn’t have a picture. Three strikes, right? But she contact me first with a very long, meaningful message and seems very interested in meeting me. We’ve talked over the past week a little, but she’s not like most girls on Match. I don’t hear from her very much, yet when I do she seems very interested. However, a work function came up for Saturday night so we’re going to meet for an hour or so Saturday for appetizers and drinks before her work function.

That opened the door for Violet on Saturday night. I am so relieved! I have really been wanting ask Violet out but didn’t have a window of opportunity any time soon, with my commitments with my son plus going out of town over Labor Day weekend. Violet and I have had a really good connection. She’s an accountant, mother of  4, fitness buff, blonde and gorgeous. But today, we were chatting and she mentioned she’d really like to see me tonight, even though our date is just tomorrow night. So i suggested we meet for drinks this afternoon before I picked my son up from school. She said she was just in workout clothes and had her hair up in a ponytail wearing a baseball hat. I said, “So?” She agreed and we met for a little over an hour. It was really good and fun. The conversation was great, she was beautiful even in her workout clothes, though I will admit she was a little heavier than I would’ve guessed from her pictures. But that didn’t bother, I thought she still looked great. So now we have the “first date” out of the way and we’ll see each other again tomorrow night.

Now, for those who routinely follow this page, you’re probably noticing that seeing Violet today throws my naming game off. True. But I had already decided on who was Uma and Violet before making plans today, so I’m sticking with it. Deal with it, you’ll get over it.

And ironically, one of these lady’s real name is actually one I used as a pseudonym for one of the girls recently posted on here. I really try to avoid using names I might actually run into.

There are also a few other developing options. One in particular I really hope develops into something, but she is a long-distance situation, which I really try to avoid. But again, she make a serious effort to contact me and sell herself why she was worth me making an exception to my distance “rule.” But we’ll see how that develops.

So please stay tuned for more updates, and as always, thanks for reading!