|Eye candy for the long post|
And finally we meet. He's attractive, which was kind of in the air. He had three pics on his profile all either really far away or basically pitch black. I could make out enough to know that he wasn't hideous but that was about it. Slightly more gray than in the pics but I like that. I felt the whole thing went well but there was a point where it kind of shifted but not dramatically. It was a bit short, 45min, but I thought that maybe it was because I was heading out on a 2 hour drive to my parents. As the date ended we set up a second date for today, Saturday.
And now the whole flow changes. I get one word answers to texts. He didn't pick up when I called. All in all, not a huge deal. We were both were taking care of parents that had surgery this week (mine is doing very well), along with trying to get our normal jobs done. I finally sent a text yesterday asking about his father's surgery and about getting together today. CRICKETS!!!
And so I asked. It's that I work with mice. MICE!!!??! Fucking MICE?! He's scared of mice and I work with them. (side note, I don't do a lot with mice. And they are all humanely treated) We got on the subject because he asked how my day at work was and that day happened to involve a scheduling issue with an animal study. After I told him about it he informed me that he does not like mice and I'd like to think I stopped talking about them but I can't promise. And looking back, that's when the winds changed ever so subtly.
In conclusion, my first exit poll is a success. It is nice to know that there really was nothing I could have done to change this outcome. It saves me a lot of time from wondering. In fairness, he could have lied but why would he? We will NEVER EVER see each other again. AHHH! Peace of mind.