Woot. Woot. I landed myself another Cleveland crazy man.
A few days after my less-than-lovely fallout with Dinky Dick Danny, I found myself at dinner with a new guy. This new guy reinforced the importance of why one should always, always, always meet an online date in a very public location.
From his Match.com profile, this man seemed super normal. (Don’t they all?) 36-year-old attractive and financially well-off male. Indeed, he was attractive. Something felt way off about him. and gave me the creeps. Perhaps it was the fact that he was clearly lying to me about everything.
I was trying to make conversation, so I asked “So, you live in Westlake… where about?”
“In an apartment.” He answered.
“Oh really, me too! Which one is it? I wonder if we are in the same complex.”
“Oh… it’s by Crocker Park.” (There are tons of apartments by Crocker Park).
“Well, which complex?”
“It’s not an apartment… it’s uh, uh, condo.” He responded.
“Where is it? What’s the name?”
“I can’t remember. It’s by Crocker.”
I dropped it.
Later on, he mentioned that he went out in Westlake with his buddies the previous night. Just making conversation, I ask.. “Where do you guys usually hang out around here?”
I could tell he was nervous as he clamored to formulate an answer. “Oh.. you know just some bars.”
I dropped it.
If that wasn’t bad enough, he didn’t know where Detroit Road was, or at least he didn’t know the name of it. (For any non-Clevelanders, Detroit Road is a HUGE road that runs from Cleveland through the west-side suburbs. It’s the main thoroughfare in Westlake, where he supposedly called home.)
Most of the date was spent with him rambling about how much money he made and how he would take me on tons of vacations, to the fanciest restaurants, yaddah, yaddah, yaddah. However, not once did he talk about any of his past vacations (for someone who claims to travel the world, you think he’d mention one or two), nor did he discuss any of his favorite restaurants (I asked…) besides Lola. And everyone knows Lola.
I don’t know what the deal was, but I left immediately after dinner. I haven’t returned his numerous calls, texts or emails since. He freaked me out.