Monday
Location: Bogie's
Mr. Choices was 37 and while that is a year out of my "range", I decided to give him a shot anyhow. He seemed accomplished and motivated to have the lifestyle I am looking for...and while all his pictures his eyes were closed, he appeared to be good looking.
I pull up to Bogie's and see a guy in sweats sitting on the curb with his head in his lap. Just to be sure it wasn't Mr. Choices before I walk up, I texted him and asked where to meet him. When I didn't see the sweats guy look at a phone and received a text back, I felt comfortable walking from my car to the entrance. LOL
The second I step in, I see this gentleman walk toward me...right away I could tell he was not Caucasian like his profile implied...
WHY WOULD SOMEONE LIE ABOUT THEIR ETHNICITY?!?!
I almost walked...
He was some mix of like Persian or Iranian and/or some other thing...but not my usual white boy! Not to be racist, but people have their "types"! I am just not attracted to anything other then tall white boys!..err...men!
Anyways, I was hungry and he had already offered to pay, so we sat and shared a pizza and had a glass of wine on the outside patio.
The conversation was okay and Mr. Choices had some wisdom but everything ended with "It's all about the choices you make"
There was no sympathy for the issues I had explained that I was going through, which kind of made me made. haha.
At least sympathize with me...a little!
After the drinks and pizza, Mr Choices demanded we take a stroll down to the water next to the bar/restaurant, and it would have been really romantic with someone I was into.
At this point, Mr. Choices was pleading his case, actually saying that he thought I had deep down daddy issues and I should choose a guy who is completely opposite of him...that being him, an Iranian guy! LMAO!
Ending again with "It's all about the choices you make", I called it a night.