First Person Singular by Wendy Braitman

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A Really, Really, Bad Date

March 10, 2010 ⋅  Email This Post ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

I was moved by this story from a reader:

A friend of a friend contacted me about setting me up with a guy she and her fiancé know from AA. She said he’s “Jewish, cute, funny in a sarcastic way and 6 years sober.” The sober thing could have been a red flag, but I wanted to be open-minded and non-judgmental.    

I arrive at the coffee place, and I guess he’s decent looking (though not my taste) but he had a fit build. I immediately knew I didn’t like him. We sat down outside, where he proceeds to make fun of a “NO on Prop 8” bumper sticker. At first, I thought he was kidding, but then realized he, in fact, was NOT. He went on to compare gays to crack addicts and bank robbers that only look for sex…. And when I got really heated and started to raise my voice, I was told “God all you Jewish girls are just so liberal.” Apparently he simply considers himself a Conservative Republican with traditional values…so I had the pleasure of clearing that up by telling him he is a BIGOT (he also seemed like a woman hater) And that as a minority himself (a Jew) he should be much more understanding of people who are different. Needless to say the date was over in 30 minutes. My blood was boiling…I got to my car (yes I was PMS) but just lost it crying that the world is filled with such TRASH. I went to my neighbors’ apartment, where they proceeded to feed me lots of wine and make me laugh. There is even more detail to the story of stuff he said, but why even put his ugly words into the universe.

OK. Just had to tell you. I’ve had some bad dates, but this takes the CAKE! Where or where is my person already!!!

Image: Crying Girl, 1964, by Roy Lichtenstein

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