Corey – a “not date”

Corey is amazing. SJ and I met him in a cigar bar close to SJ’s home. He is smart, kind, caring and really perfect as a friend for SJ, who really doesn’t make male friends easily. When they were talking, it seemed that the two of them had a lot in common. Scotch, movies, cigars, being local, sports. SJ got trashed, as happened quite a lot, and Corey helped him to the car with me. He was a really good guy and asked for SJ’s number to see if he was all right the next day. I gave him my number but he put “Drunk Friend” in his phone. He would later prove that to me with a screen shot! Funny.

The next day Corey texted me to see how “I” was doing, assuming he was texting SJ. I told him that it was my phone and didn’t give out SJ’s number because I didn’t have permission to. SJ was so out of it that he couldn’t possibly make that decision. I went on to “excuse” his sloppy behavior as I assumed the two of them would be friends and see each other often and didn’t want his reputation ruined. I explained how rough his day was and that he wanted to apologize for his behavior. At the time, that was true. I would later learn that SJ was jealous of Corey, thought that he and I were “talking”, and that Corey wanted to date me. All I wanted was a friend for SJ and to hand Corey off to him as soon as possible. Nothing more. Sucked that he thought it was more than true kindness on my part.

Corey turned out to be quite a guy. Owned a catering company that did really fun and sexy events for Patrone, Cigar companies, the Ravens, etc. He invited me and SJ to many events but I turned them down as I knew SJ was a drunk and didn’t know how stable our relationship was. After my last straw with SJ, I decided to meet Corey for a drink and confess everything – including SJ’s confession that he would never call Corey.

It was a sweet meeting. We hit it off right away and he was really nice about all of it telling me that what I did was generous and kind. Not once was he anything but a gentleman. He asked about SJ and I told him the truth: I didn’t know what would happen as I was sure the ground would still shift for him.

Corey and I text every so often. He has invited me to a few events. One day I will take him up on it. For now, the wound is too fresh.

Online Dating: A Trial

Dear fans:
What can I say? I had a great, fun, sad, horrific, exciting, life-changing ride. I met some of the most amazing men in Detroit, MI. Most were very well-off, highly educated, tons of fun, and one sassy Canadian that seemed to be the fan favorite. I dated a Tigers coach, head engineers for Ford and Tesla, athletes, scientists, several ivy league grads, and a few from other states. It was all in good fun and each knew that I was on a mission. Because there were so many, I started to arrange them by themes – guys named Jeff week, bald guys week, engineer week, widower week, you get the idea. I had no idea that Jake, the “Norm” of the bar, told my dates what was happening and how they got the date as soon as I would leave for the bathroom! Too funny!

There was also one who would change everything, forever, that I’ll call “SJ”. He not only changed me but changed my family and I can never repay him for all that he did. He was so kind, supportive, loving, yet turned out to be someone who hurt me more than anyone. A narcissist who took advantage of my generosity, constantly (I do mean constantly) talked about his ex, twisted reality to suit his perspective, and drank to the point of embarrassment for both him and me.

You never know when something may click. For that reason, I only date smart, good looking, wealthy guys. (Or at least I perceive that to be the case until I find out they filed for bankruptcy or are really not a Harvard grad but only took a course there.) I’m not a snob and my friends would all agree to that. I like hard-working, motivated, well adjusted men. I went off all online dating when I started dating SJ. For some reason I couldn’t delete POF and it kept sending me emails. At one point my email box had 818 messages!!! I took a screen shot and sent it to my friend, John. CRAZY stuff!

I just turned it back on. Just like the TV commercials my in box filled up. In 5 minutes I had 30 emails and went from 0 to 99+ “meet me’s”. I now get about 50 emails a day. It’s fun but a bit exhausting. I send some of the most interesting ones to a friend group for laughs! Some guy was trying to impress me with everything that he had “big”. His body, to be fair, was pretty amazing. He claimed to have a big heart, big passion, big bank account, and big “C”. Naturally I said “oh, you’re a CEO! I’m only a VP!” LOL! Oddly, he didn’t email me back!

I decided to blog this because of all of my Detroit friends who went on the 65 dates in 70 days and didn’t benefit from the text follow-up. I love you all. Here goes…

Michael B. International Trade Attorney

Nice guy. Easy to talk with.

Michael was my first Chevy Chase date. He arrived on time and looking a bit tired. I was expecting a bit more polish but he explained he was working all day, from home. I’m not sure what to think but I decided to make friends none the less. He was, after all, a dog dad to a 14 year old yellow lab.

Conversation was nice! He explained exactly what he did. I got it. Not something I would ever aspire to but he seemed to really enjoy it. He asked me great questions and seemed to give a shit about me. Wow, an attorney who cares. Odd. Go with it. (side note, dated LOTS of attorneys. Many loved themselves far too much.)

I enjoyed two double Tanquery and tonics. Nice and helped after my long work day. It was odd that, when the bill came, he used a calculator for the tip. Yikes!

He was nice, smart, fun, and seemed to care a lot about what he did both in this world and with his family. He had 50% custody of his 10 and 15 year olds and seemed to cherish that time. Loved seeing that.

He did ask lots of questions including “can I see you again?” I did give him my number and think that i would accept an invitation.

He did pay. He did not attempt a kiss. He was a gentleman. I later found out that he was a partner in his firm and his role was substantially larger than he led on. Humble. Another good quality!