I went on a date last week. I met the girl the week before in a checkout line(talk about cliche), and we talked once or twice before the date. Attractive, very small girl. Low talker.
On the date I discover that not only she is a cross-country traipster with the attention span of a 3 year old, she's also a newly-cursed single mother who had recently moved to my city and now lives in the sketchiest building in town.
Great.
Given her past track record of being a professional dancer(not stripper, more like music video dancer) in large metropolitan areas, I would assume that she is quite the harlot and would not be opposed to the occasional screw(Those artsy types are quite promiscuous).
I was making progress until halfway through the date she learned of my certain potential for upper class income. Provider guy alert!
Anyway from that point on her conversation topics shifted from partying and dancing and pleasure to what she wants to do in life, and her kid, and how much schoolwork she does boo hoo hoo, as if I would take pity on her and provide for her and her oh-so difficult life. Her tone changed from sexually starved minx to pious mother-of-the-year. She saw an opportunity to snag a meal ticket and went the entire wrong way about it(of course, an AFC would have bent to her whim. And since most guys are AFC, I guess statistically speaking she did what she thought should work). She was making "kino" through the first half of the date and then suddenly stopped, instead talking about long-term commitments and how she doesn't have sex outside of exclusive relationships.
Anyway, long story short I ended the date and walked out of there to meet my friends downtown and have a good night dancing. I don't exclusively date any single mothers. Not my genes, not my responsibility.
On the date I discover that not only she is a cross-country traipster with the attention span of a 3 year old, she's also a newly-cursed single mother who had recently moved to my city and now lives in the sketchiest building in town.
Great.
Given her past track record of being a professional dancer(not stripper, more like music video dancer) in large metropolitan areas, I would assume that she is quite the harlot and would not be opposed to the occasional screw(Those artsy types are quite promiscuous).
I was making progress until halfway through the date she learned of my certain potential for upper class income. Provider guy alert!
Anyway from that point on her conversation topics shifted from partying and dancing and pleasure to what she wants to do in life, and her kid, and how much schoolwork she does boo hoo hoo, as if I would take pity on her and provide for her and her oh-so difficult life. Her tone changed from sexually starved minx to pious mother-of-the-year. She saw an opportunity to snag a meal ticket and went the entire wrong way about it(of course, an AFC would have bent to her whim. And since most guys are AFC, I guess statistically speaking she did what she thought should work). She was making "kino" through the first half of the date and then suddenly stopped, instead talking about long-term commitments and how she doesn't have sex outside of exclusive relationships.
Anyway, long story short I ended the date and walked out of there to meet my friends downtown and have a good night dancing. I don't exclusively date any single mothers. Not my genes, not my responsibility.
