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Anyone who knows me knows I have a diverse pallet. I appreciate different flavors, colors, shapes and sizes. I try to keep true to the mantra of “Trying everything once.” I appreciate spice and I respect simple comforts. After one date, I found out something quite interesting about myself.
Dating is a bit of a marketing position… you are truly putting your best dish forward! So when I got into his vehicle and glanced over at my blind date, my first reaction was HOLY HAIR! I don’t mean long, flowing locks like Chad Matthews has (football reference – Green Bay), I mean… hair popping out of his shorts, his polo shirt, on his arms, his chest, his legs, everywhere! When the thought came through my head, “If this is what I can SEE, how much more IS there?!” I tried to quiet that thought, keep an open mind and just forge on.
Then, when he smiled and I caught sight of the teeth… I thought, “No, this can’t be. HAIRY and bad teeth?” Not that I can’t appreciate differences… but… Finally, as we were talking on our way to the restaurant, I saw them. Little chewed down nubs. He chews his nails to the point they are half way up the nailbed. I winced, and try to talk myself out of seeming superficial… but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to kiss him with those teeth. I didn’t want to get next to him (if I could) with all that hair! And I didn’t want him to touch me with those….nubs.
Lesson learned: Maybe I should ask a blind date how they feel about man-scaping, dental hygiene and hands? (There was no second date)
