Since then I communicated with one guy back and forth for a week via messaging. He told me he lives in Marina Del Rey. Kinda far for a girl from the SGV.
Last Tuesday was the last time he messaged me. Why? Because he wanted to meet me THAT night. On top of that--drive all the way to him. Guess what? This girl is not available last minute dates with strangers. I’ve got a whole row of priorities that would happen before allowing that!
Secondly, he was inviting me for a drink on his boat in the marina. Granted, I love boats and being out on the water but when it sounds too good to be true, it usually is. Plus, I’m definitely not going to put myself in the predicament of becoming “fish food” at the hands of my first date with someone I’ve been online. (I’ve been threatened by a jealous wife on a yacht off the California coast once before and I pledged to never be almost-fish-food again. Crazy coke whore!)
Maybe not going on the date was a “missed opportunity” in the dating world, but in my eyes, I have smartened up over the past few years and have come to learn that when it feels bad -- it probably is bad. I listened to my intuition for once and for that I’m proud!