never ceases to amaze me

how dense some men are (and i apologise to any of the male species who read this and are offended as i realise it's a generalisation)....i had a date today with a guy i met on the internet, been emailing with him for maybe a week and we finally met up...

and maybe it's not just men that are dense as i had a sneaking suspicion from the first email that perhaps i should have let him go through to the keeper!!!!

his profile said he was a smoker so when he sent me an email i actually asked him if he was trying to give up - my profile states clearly that i am a non smoker an the 'you should be' section of my profile, also states this! pretty clear right??? apparently not!! he said he was trying to give up and that he didn't ever smoke around non smokers....

sooo after a few emails and one phone call, where i declined to meet up with him friday night, instead preferring a night on the couch and watching the tele (mmmmm think i should have known then that it wouldn't be a goer!) i agreed to go out with him on sunday afternoon...

i suggested manly for coffee as it was forecast to be sunny (well, at least dry!) - he said he wanted to go somewhere 'accessible' so then i started thinking 'shit, is he in a chair? is he catching public transport?'....his version of accessible is either the Oaks or the Great Northern - can you imagine going to either of these places for a first date on a Sunday afternoon????

after toying with the idea of not even bothering to go at all, i end up suggesting the coffee shop in the newly opened Borders at Chatswood (figure i'm going there anyway so no harm in meeting up there)....

i get there on time, to find him already there (that is usually a positive sign) and i walk towards him and before he even finishes saying 'hello, how has your day been' i almost gag at the smell of cigarettes emanating from him - and i wasn't that close...

so i wonder if the look of repulsion that surely was written all over my face (which for those of you that know me, would surely not have been subtle) escaped him??

we order drinks (tea for me, coffee for him)...when he picks them up he complains incessantly about the size of the coffee he's got - he ordered regular and got regular which he decided to point out to me was NOT in fact regular sized cup of coffee...

deep breath on the outside and inside i'm wondering how much longer (i've been there 10 minutes) do i have to sit with this guy before making a graceful exit...

i drink my tea - he tells me why he won't pay the whitepages $400 per year for something that would be tax deductible for him...are you starting to see why this guy isn't for me???

i finally make it to 45 minutes and decide it's ok to leave now without looking really rude, so i look in my bag for my phone, say (all innocent like) 'oh is that the time?' and tell him i need to leave...

on the way out of Borders, he tells me that he's never heard of Borders before and assumed it was a coffee shop chain...he also takes this oppportunity to mention that he hates shopping, and before that when he asked me what happened in the Super 14's (we had been talking about how early the football seasons are starting these days) and I told him the Blues had won - he said 'oh, I don't follow the rugby league'...

so we leave, he tells me where his car is, i try my best to be polite in giving him instructions (which happens to be thru Myer, same way i'm going) and i'm really hoping that he will have picked up at least one of my cues or noticed some of my body language in the excruciatingly long 45 minutes i have spent in his company, but no, just as i'm about to make my exit he says: 'so how about another catchup later in the week?'...

is he blind? deaf or just dense? seriously, what must a girl do?