Its gonna take me a while to write out these guys, there has been a few lol.
It will take me a while to get them in order so bear with me as I add them in.
Most recently... Joe Dirt
Met online, chatted and he seemed so nice. Looked after his ex wife and kids, when his income dropped he kept up the child support payments so they wouldn't be penalized. Called his kids every night to talk to them. Had a similar job history to me, had worked with high risk child offenders. Was a bit burnt out and just managing a liquor store when I met him. Was looking to move to my area or where his kids were, my area was more preferred as it was exactly halfway from where his kids lived and his parents lived.
Everything he said was perfect.
He bought a new phone so he could call me anytime on a plan.
He bought his laptop to work and I sat on the counter and chatted to his customers with him, gave them cocktail recipes flirted, he was tons of fun.
I agreed to meet him and reinforced the aspect of chemistry being important when you meet someone - its different from online.
He then told me he had told his family all about me. he said he was confident about me, he knew he was a good catch and I was just right for him. I did an anagram of his name... it came up with Scary Talk.
I met him in another town one weekend, he kind of did it for me and I was kind of gagging for it. I spent the night with him, all was good but no real fireworks... I wanted fireworks. The weekend couldn't have been more perfect, we both had our kids the next day and they played well together and we did fun stuff and flew kites at the beach went bowling etc.... just felt like a friend no bloody spark.
I spoke to my friends about the lack of spark. Some said it would never work, some said some people grow on you and gave me examples of how their Mum hated their Dad when they first met and then they got to know each other and bam sparks.
I was straight up with Joe Dirt, I found him easy to talk to and to be open and honest with. I really liked him that way. So I let him know exactly how I felt, that I liked him but there was no spark.
He remained confident he booked flights to my town and wanted to stay a week, in that week he would meet all my friends and them liking him so much would be enough to convince me to let him into my life forever. He job hunted in my town had some interviews lined up for when he was there.
I met him at the airport, but just felt uncomfortable and shy, I warmed to him but not enough to start the fire I wanted.
We spent the week together and it killed all the warmth I felt. I noticed little things that bugged me, the was he liked to eat so much meat. He just seemed greedy. He made himself a nest on my couch while I went to work, cushions, remotes, drink... looked like he was planning to be there for the day rather than go to job interviews. He said it was just that he was having a wee holiday he had booked his next flight and was planning on loosing that visit to finalize things before he moved. He moaned about how tired he was... um dude you were home all day and got to have naps?
He was going to clean out my garage so he could store his furniture. I was ok with that but had drawn the line firmly against him moving in. he did mention it several times, sometimes I always thought he was joking and speculating about long term future. I brushed it off. Called him Scary Talk.
I found I could still open and talk to him when we were both alone I can understand why I had hope still. I was feeling tired, stressed and I had buttache* I really wouldn't have wanted to be around me that week.
The end of the week involved going to another town with a group of my friends for two different parties. He met my friends, their opinion... a bit too dull for me.
I just couldn't warm to him after that, when it was time for me to say goodbye I just couldn't wait to see him go. I felt bad, it was hard to say goodbye and leave when he wanted a passionate romantic lingering farewell. I gave him a quick kiss and noticed a guy on the bus who looked cute and thought crikey I don't want him to think we were together.
Joe Dirt still had his next trip booked and paid for, I wondered why he was bothering but he kept saying it was the last one before he moved here, he still said things like how he had a clothes dryer and I could use it and how it wouldn't be long before he moved here and how long did he have to have his own place before he could move in.
I felt crowded and freaked out.
The phone calls dried up and the text messages stopped.
I picked him up from the airport at the agreed time, his plane was late, he wasn't first off, in fact he was maybe last off and I had a ray of hope he hadn't come. But he did. I couldn't kiss him. I told him it made me feel uncomfortable. We went back to my place, he tried for a kiss and a cuddle and I said I couldn't, we went out to dinner, I tried to make conversation but it was hard. When I said I felt like I had sauce on my face he said he wanted to lick it off and I felt repulsed.
We got back to my place with some DVD's and I had a chat with him, told him I was not warming to him again, suggested he use the next few days before his flight back to go visit his kids, suddenly he no longer cared about them. I booked him a bus home in the morning, I was prepared to pay for a flight but he wanted to stay the night, I said he could sleep on the couch.
I slept well that night.
In the morning I drove him to the bus stop, he didn't put on his seat belt. We got stopped by a cop just before the bus stop. He argued with the cop, the cop then wanted to run a background check, he said I should go. I said i don't mind waiting. He said "Just Go!" He said out of hearing of the cop he was worried about unpaid fines and a fraud charge. I went.
I sent him a text message about 10 hours later asking if he got home alright.
He replied "Yes Thankyou"
I haven't heard from him since.
