Online Douche

I consider online dating my forte.  I've been doing it for years.  Met several people, and am pretty good at judging character before it goes beyond online chatting.  Not that I am necessarily proud of this accomplished talent, but it's there.  Well, a while ago I had a nice looking guy start up a conversation with me online and we hit it off.  We had a good rapport.  Of course within our questions we discovered we had a few major differences that would lead to a not so easy relationship if things got serious.  So, we decided, after a few days, that we would just be friends.  It was a fine idea to me, I wasn't attached to him by any means.  Then he suggested we get together sometime for a movie.  I thought, cool!  Maybe a future little makeout session and never see him again...who knows!  I invited him over to catch a flick a few nights after our decision of a platonic relationship (Oh, and by no means take this as a good idea to invite strangers to your home, I just happen to do a lot of dumb crap). 

He arrives a little late, no big deal.  However, right at the bat I could tell something was off.  Maybe it was because I was in a t-shirt and sweats for our movie night, or possibly I didn't look as cute to him in person as I did in my photos.  I'm not sure, but it shouldn't have mattered, right?

He precedes to take off his coat and hat and make himself comfortable on my sofa.  We chat briefly as we try to decide what to watch.  I get several "you're such a nerd" comments thrown at me as I scan through the satellites tv guide and point out shows that I like to watch.  I'm sorry, but Dragon Ball is hilarious!  I shrug off his commentary, it really didn't sound like he was joking around unfortunately.  Finally I move to my stack of DVDs trying to find one we can agree on, he is super picky and we don't have the same taste in shows.  He then pipes up after a couple of minutes asking if I'd seen a particular movie.  I say "No, but I've heard of it."  He's like, ok, "Well, I have it out in my car.  I'll go grab it and we can watch that."  I agree.  He then puts on his hat and coat...haha, really?  for a quick trip to the car?...and walks out my door.  I shake my head and wait a few minutes, not expecting him to come back, and he doesn't.  I walk outside to be sure, and sure enough no sign of him.  I then send him a short text "That wasn't very nice.  You could have said something, I would have understood."  No word, no text, nothing.  Still, to this day.  Nothing. Our date night of a movie began and ended within 30 minutes. Ouch!

I wasn't sad that the date ended.  He seemed off and was rude.  But I was really hurt by how he just up and left without explanation.  I'm not ugly, I didn't lie to him about anything.  I was even up for a little action if he put the moves on me.  Oh well, at least I didn't have to worry about falling for this douche bag!