The Dating Pond...Part One...

In the pond of life, there has to be lots of frogs. If frogs could talk that is.

I have been talking to a couple of guys online. One in particular. We talked three hours, then a few times the next day, and another three hours, and he asked me over to dinner. He has a kid, and I sent the address to 3 people and asked them to check on me several times, so I didn't wind up chopped up in a trunk somewhere.

We really got along on the phone, great conversation, the pictures he had posted, were attractive to me. We had a lot in common, and it even turned to flirting. He really thought I was marriage material, everything anyone would want, who would let a catch like me go? (I cant argue that) So we met.

I wasn't that nervous because of all the talking, I felt comfortable. But when he opened the door, I instantly felt disappointment....


He looked nothing like his pictures. He looked like 40 something, and I look 20 something. (so ive been told....)

As if the looks part wasn't the only disappointment, over dinner he told me how he had been abused as a child. He doesn't associate with his family. He use to be an STNA at one point, and witnessed a patient being abused, and he "took care of the guy who did it". I asked him to elaborate and by that he meant he took him outside and beat him up and lost his job.

I looked at him in horror, and he said "am I scaring you?" "Yes" I said.

To be continued...