It should have been the perfect recipe for a great start to a relationship... but Mr "Highschool Quarterback" turned out to be a bad dish! It had all the makings of a great date (ingredients - check), location (correct sized baking pan - check) and basic conversational elements (measuring devices - check). But in no time at all, it headed downhill... falling like a poorly made souffle. When he mentioned he didn't drink much, but hammered down 4 beers and 3 vodka tonics, I should have taken notice. When he mentioned multiple times he used to be a quarterback in highschool (25 years ago) , I probably should have ran. But I agreed to a second date, thinking maybe I was being too harsh (WRONG). On the second date, mid second game of bowling... he asked if I'd lost a lot of weight (WHAT???). I said yes, that in fact, I had. He then asked how many more pounds I wanted to lose (yes, he REALLY did). I kind of nervously giggled and mentioned 11 more and I'd be thrilled. Then he asked if when I was done if I was going to have any plastic surgery to "finish up the job." (YES, REALLY...) I said no, and explained that if I'm the least bit self conscious about my body, why would I be any less so if I was covered in scary scars that looked like a cheap road map???
Lesson learned: if someone says one thing, but does another, you don't have to scrap the whole dish at that point. BUT - take notice. When the questions head into inappropriate and uncomfortable areas...throw the whole thing in the trash and walk out. If people don't have censors of any type, I don't think it's up to us to build them for them. But hey, maybe next time MR-Not-so-perfect wants to comment on what he perceives to be someone's shortcomings, maybe he'll at least think. Or maybe not. But either way, we won't be subjected to his insensitivity or stupidity.
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