It's really been all about Steve lately. It seems like an inordinate number of Steves have winked at me or sent me an email. No prospects though. The name might be ruined for me after the Poop joke guy. (And I have 2 uncles by that name.) I had to send a Steve a "No thanks" message today to stop him from emailing me. He's sent 2 in the last 3 days, and I haven't responded to either. I think he winked too, so hopefully I put a gentle end to that. If not....he's getting blocked!
Oh yeah, the 42 year old. I just don't have a good nickname for him. Disappointing. He could be....Off Shores guy, I guess, since he travels a lot for work. Anyway, he didn't end up calling me last week or 2 weeks ago...whatever it was because he got home late. So, he called me the next day and we planned our "date." In about 3 seconds because I was dying to get off the phone. We met for beers at Old Chicago last Wednesday. It was pretty much like most of my dates so far....so-so. My goal is to not make judgements on first dates, and I was certainly willing to go out again, but I haven't heard from him. Besides, 3 kids at 14, 12, and 8 are a lot to handle!
I was quite the wink-slut last week, but I haven't heard from any of those guys. If they are anything like me, they would rather have an email anyway!
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