I love living in New York City, I would never choose to live anywhere else unless I had to. (I’m originally from the south but moved up here with family years ago) I have great friends, great family and a great atmosphere that helps me keep going; those things make me enjoy my life. I don’t think I’ve ever stayed sad or mad when I saw the city, because it’s just that amazing. Well, I am lacking one thing still and that’s a boyfriend. Not too long ago my friends decided they wanted to set me up on a date because they feel that I do need a boyfriend in my life and I figured, why not?
The date started off pretty good, he was relatively attractive, seemed like he had manners, and an awesome accent which is the best part of all! After we got into the date a little more, I started to notice he wasn’t much of a gentleman at all, and I was kind of ready for the date to end. He started saying stuff about if you weren’t from New York then you were complete trash. (I had my accent thank GOD!) He was rude, he didn’t care that others around us could hear. Most of them talked like they were tourists, and if they heard the things that he was saying I doubt that they’d want to come back–I know I wouldn’t. I was texting my friend during this and telling her what was going on and her response was, oh he must have had some alcohol, he doesn’t mean it, but he hadn’t! We were both drinking water! I was so embarassed, I couldn’t believe it. I told myself THIS is why I do not have a boyfriend… I can’t deal with stuff like this, I’m not one to make a scene or deal with people who make a scene. Lets just say I used the excuse I had to get home for a family emergency, he asked if there was going to be a second date and even though this is bad, I said yes and gave him a fake number. Oops! I just wanted out of there as soon as I could.
Next time I would like to meet the guy first and then choose if I want to go on a date with him, no more set ups from my friends.
