omg kill me now OR bad date with the Hess guy

Hindsight is always 20/20 haha.  I just have to work on my foresight.  Just keep doing what is important to me and if somebody wants to come along, fine.

So we'll call him the Hess guy.  (from match). email a few times, seems ok.  start talking on the phone. still seems normal, nice, wellspoken.  Is 'best friends' with his ex wife.  ok, well not everyone has to want to run their ex over...haha.

I'll be back in town on Friday. Want to go see the Figgs? OK, he says he would "Love" that.  I even sent youtube links of the figgs....sure, love it!  2 days before, he says George Thoroughgood is at the Egg, wanna do that instead. (uhhh, no.) but I say, sure, that'd be ok too. At the time I was thinking it wasn't a big deal. (HELLO?)  So Friday comes, I meet him, we have a beer. He doesn't want to go to the Egg either, he's tired.  well...We're downtown, it's First Friday art night....so let's do that instead.  Walk around Center Square, go to some galleries on Lark Street.  Maybe he'll buy a painting for his new apartment that he just moved into that day. $400. Pretentious?  Whatever.  We have a glass of delicious Pinot Noir at Elda's.  Say goodnight, nice to meet you. bye.

The entire time he talked about his ex-wife...they are best friends (oh, did I already mention that???) and they talk on the phone every day.  He lived in a hotel for a year (?) and she still does his laundry.  Hey, who am I to judge that? But no attraction, he is a little super white conservative guy...not for me.

And I ended up pissed that I missed the Figgs.  There's my lesson.  Do my own thing and be happy.