Anna is a 38-year-old financial planner . She says “My look is ‘modern mom,’ mixed with ‘business casual’ during the week.” Anna describes herself as “easy-going and down-to-earth” and says she enjoys “camping, and going to festivals, museums, concerts and restaurants” Anna has been single for a year, and says “I’m shy, so I only tend to meet men when there is something else to focus on or talk about.” She wants to date someone who is both “gentlemanly” and “fun.”
I met Jonathan in a line-up waiting to enter a food and wine event. He was handsome and charming, and he initiated a light conversation that I enjoyed. There was some kind of issue and the event was soon cancelled. At that point, I found myself in a cute neighbourhood in a part of the city I hadn’t been in before, with nothing to do. Jonathan sweetly offered to be my tour guide because he was familiar with the area. We wandered around the neighbourhood for a few hours, talking and laughing. It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed being on a “date” with no pressure. Feeling comfortable, I later accepted his invitation to go on a picnic with him the next weekend.
Jonathan and I met up at a park, and then almost immediately ran into a few friends of his. They chatted for almost fifteen minutes as I awkwardly stood there, being eyed by his friends, without any introductions being made. I felt that this was very impolite of Jonathan. Finally, we were back on our way. Jonathan reached for my hand as we walked, but I resisted, and said that I only hold hands with men who introduced me to their friends. He laughed, but didn’t apologize or acknowledge what I said. We carried on, and I decided I would enjoy the spectacular view regardless of how the date turned out.
Sitting on the edge of a ravine, we nibbled on the snacks I had packed, and enjoyed some light conversation. I was feeling better about the date, when Jonathan stood up, announcing he had to pee. When he returned, he reached to grab a handful of crackers. I quickly passed him the hand sanitizer, since there were no facilities for hand-washing in the park and he clearly hadn’t had a chance to clean up, but he scoffed and declined. Then he reached for some fruit with one hand and tried to feed it to me with the other. No, thank you!
That was it for me, but we carried on with the walk. Later, walking the trail back to our cars, Jack asked me what happened in my marriage. I gave him the two-minute version, and then politely asked him the same thing. He went on and on about his ex-wife, about how she did this and then that. He was ranting loudly, and I could feel other people in the park listening. Then, he revealed that his breakup was actually several years ago!
I sped up, hoping to make it to my car a little faster. With my escape in sight, I interrupted him and told him I thought we were in different places in life, and that we shouldn’t see each other again. I went to hug him goodbye, and Jonathan had the guts to move in for a kiss, which I was able to dodge. I left, truly relieved.
Culled from http://www.thestar.com/life/2015/01/23/dating-diaries-anna-and-jack.html