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I once was on a date with a man whom was introduced to me by a friend. I have never met him in person prior to our meeting, so I didn’t know what to expect. We had one fairly awkward phone conversation with him over the phone which was laced with some fairly awkward silences. All I knew from what he told me was that money was important to him, and that he was a handsome fellow.
I was quite interested in what a guy would have to look like to call himself handsome, so I was excited to meet him. He was actually a little late in meeting me, which was alright – build some suspense. All I knew was to look for a hottie with red hair. When he showed… I must say that his idea of handsome wasn’t aligned with my definition, but nevertheless, I wanted to see if he was going to be easygoing and whether or not our conversation was going to be great.
With most first dates, we talk about our jobs, our hobbies, and our interests. And he can sure talk. He talked and talked about 75% of the time…about himself. He didn’t seem interested at all in learning about ME as he barely asked me any questions or inquired into my life. Most of the time, he was too busy talking that I couldn’t even interject a little bit of myself into the conversation. Whatever he was doing did not appeal to me at all. He didn’t ask about me, but all the facts and details he was telling me about was most certainly meant to impress me – or women.
Let give you a rundown of him first. He is a trucker for a concrete company – the largest in the area he says, and he prefers to work crazy hours because he gets great overtime money and benefits. He tells me that the engineers in his company doesn’t even make as much as he does! Then, he started telling me how he has a house already and how he fixes everything at home and has an amazing dog. He kept going on and on about the used, limited edition 2002 Jetta he just bought and how amazing it is. I am not too much into cars, and my lack of response should have hinted to him that I just wasn’t that interested. Nevertheless, he kept going on and on and as we were walking up the block, he wanted to show me his car which was just around the corner. He even showed me the new paint job he just did on it, and encouraged me to get in to try out the super comfortable seats, which by the way, weren’t even leather. I was just scared he would jump into the drivers seat and drive off with me, so I got out as quickly as I could.
I am not sure what misconceptions this man had of Asian women (he is Caucasian). I know that many people have a stereotype of Asian women where were are assumed gold diggers. And that we are only looking for someone with money, someone with a secure job and income, and a house, etc. Of course, having grown up in North America, I do not find this is true.
I just had a really bad date. I wanted to get out of there without being impolite, but I am usually too polite and stay till the end of the date. We were at totally different tangents though. He was there showing me and telling me things that he thought I wanted to see or hear, and me? I just wanted a good conversation and someone who could show just a shred of interest in me as well. I never believe them when someone tells me how great they are. I just nod. I will find out when they show me how great they are.
My final perception of him was that maybe he wasn’t as secure or confident about himself as he so seemed to be. Why else would he try to prove himself to me and tell me all this information that I never asked for? Confident people OOZE confidence from their pores; not from just their mouth.