Friday, January 29, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Huvie emailed me the following update to the "Go or No-Go" post. See below:
So, SOS has been bugging me for about a month now to post the second half of the “GO” or “NOGO” saga, as she called it. I have to admit I have been delaying it-being very busy with work and partly because writing what happened still makes me feel somewhere between happy and irritated.
To put it simply: I caved. I’m the kind of person who finds that when it comes to parents + dating it’s just easier to give in, so to speak. So after feeling completely stressed out and speaking with the shadchan for ONE hour, I decided I would go to my personal worst place in the world, better known as NY and stay for 2 days to meet this guy. Now I live out of town so traveling is difficult and time consuming. My parents kept giving me the “don’t do this for me only for you” speech about a million times, and in my head I kept thinking I’m only doing this because if I don’t, I’ll NEVER hear the end of it.
The evening of my departure was hectic having come home from work late, and to top it off I was really not feeling well- shivers, aches and pains and the worst possible feeling for any traveler=NAUSEOUS. And still I traveled overnight, arrived and was dead to the world for about 6 hours. Still feeling semi-gross, as evening approached I prepared to meet the guy who wouldn’t come and meet me. Luckily, I was staying with relatives which sometimes makes life easier, and as 7:30 approached my face flushed, my head throbbed and I still felt as though I would puke my guts out at any moment.
He arrived 10 minutes late, looking somewhere between average and slightly below, shorter than I (and I’m not that tall at all), with the usual rudeness that seems to accompany guys everywhere these days (no offense to those guys who are polite-you are a select few). He seemed quite ignorant of any subject that didn’t directly pertain to the state of
I slept until 10, when my mother called saying that she had already called the shadchan and that they still had not heard back from the guy. Secretly I was thrilled, but my mother insisted I call the Shadchan again at 11. I didn’t but my mother did, and still no news. At 12 my parents called furious that someone could be so rude, either it’s a YES or even better in this case a NO, but don’t leave someone hanging, I could be doing something productive with my day. At 12:30 the Shadchan called me directly and the first words from her mouth (in the authentic
With half the day gone, I got little done, but headed home secure with the knowledge that I was not to blame. Feeling quite exhausted I wondered why girls do this to themselves all the time. We are told to be flexible so we bend over backward to get a date, exercise our appearance to the max, and stretch our self esteem until we are nothing more than selling ourselves short. All for some guy who doesn’t even posses the most basic characteristic of common courtesy and manners. So dear readers what is the moral of the story?
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
1. Firstly-HE came HERE :D
We went out. He showed up and I wasn't really attracted to him, but I know, I know-there aren't many Jewish McDreamy or McSteamys out there, so I don't expect much, but honestly, I would rate the guy as below average-but that was just the first 5 minute impression.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
I'm a victim of delay tactic #35987 (ok. perhaps I am exaggerating-but I've had my share...)
Here's the deal:
This guy was 'redd' to me say, abut 3 weeks ago.
He's from out of town, so I hadta track down the few people I know who are either
a) from that same town
b) married someone from that town
c) has a sister/brother living in that town
d) used to live in that town, etc.
This was redd round xmas time, so whoever I called was on vacation or taking the day off, hence I couldn't get through to anyone, which delayed the 411 process.
When I finally did get through to the people 'in the know' 2 of them didn't know this boy. One mentioned he saw the dad every so often but that was all he knew about!
Finally, a week after it was 'officially suggested', the Shadchan calls and says the boy's mother is wondering what is taking so long...ya that 'boy's mom thing' ain't really a turn on (specially when you know that the guy took more than a week to look into you and give the go ahead) but these days its all about the boys moms, so what can u do? Anyway, they need an answer and Im trying to get thru to my last contact of that town. At last, she calls back, it happens to be her neighbor and she knows the family really well.
I call back the shadchan and give the go ahead. Shadchan tells me she will see if he can come in to date me first.
A few days later, the Shadchan emails me to say the boy isn't feeling good.
The next week she emails me stating that he is really busy, work has come up and he can't come i.
The next time she emails me asking if I can come in the next week.
Stalling tactics? Me thinks yes!
Excuses? definitely-altho no extra points for non-creativity of reasoning.
How do we get this guy to actually get off his rear and get himself here to date? NO CLUE!