Over the past few weeks I have been dating a woman. She is a 26 year old who lives about 30 min away. I must say that this was probably the best experience I have ever had “breaking up” all the stuff I have bitched about. The e-mail “Just want to be friends” or the text messages or the lack of communication at the end the crap that just sets me off. Because these women take the easy route out and lose my respect. This one sent me an IM saying “We need to talk can we talk on the phone tonight” Which is never a good thing so I set my mind in motion for the negative aspect of things. Because well if you are better prepared for it doesn’t hit you so hard. Most people never get that option and I felt very lucky for finally having this setup.
But I ponder the fact that she is older then I am. She also was a single mom so she has had a bit more reality then these 23 year old girls I have been dating who are still trying to find themselves and tend to act immature and just don’t what they want out of life. Like in my podcasts before the mystery of an older woman has been shut. The single mom thing which I am usually very down about and she is a frequent reader of this blog I had the benefit or maybe not a benefit but it’s a good thing looking back now of not ever meeting the child. It was only 2 dates and I had an amazing time. I forgot how pricing dating can be. First Date I dropped $50 for Dinner. $17 for Zoolights and half a tank of gas was like $18. The second date seemed a bit cheaper. $47 for dinner this time. (Thai Food is worth any price), Then various drinks at a few bars. $9, $5, $5 so eh you can always earn more money and I had a great time.
But there is something to an older women they have experience with life. They know who they are. They seem to know what they want. But we parted for a few reasons. The main issue as it seems was the fact that I am an atheist. But I don’t let that get to me. But for some reason it seems to bother most of the people that are on the “right” side of world. Though I used to be really ashamed to admit that because well we tend to be discriminated against. It was a big issue when I was in Indiana people really seemed to flip out about it when they found out when they found out. But in an area where you have more Churches then starbucks and you read editorials in the paper about how Women’s sports are a waste of time. I feel much better calling people a moron and saying what I am about out there. Believe whatever you want just don’t force it upon other people and don’t be ignorant. Please don’t push intelligent design as a science. But I will save that rant for another day.
So in closing on that topic. I dated an older women. They totally have something to offer. It was nice to have a challenge out there mentally and it was great being in the presence of someone that had something to say.
So lets talk about Tuesday since the whole breakup dating thing happend over the past few weeks and came to a close one of the days during the week.
So Tuesday work was a little nuts and I get off work 5 min or so early to walk the 2 miles down to the ferry. I missed the 4:40 ferry by about 3-4 mins. So I was like alright I will just be on the 5:20 no big deal. So I go use the restroom and public restrooms are always a strange experience. When you go to use a seat you see the paper ass gaskets. Which I have never saw the point of. No disease can really live on a toilet seat. Your hands are dirtier then your ass in most cases and Urine is sterile so if some dude pisses on the seat you can usually see and go find another toilet to do your business in.
So get back to the waiting area at approx 4:50 and there is nobody around which is very odd. Usually there is some people waiting. I sit down pull out the book I am reading. The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins. This man is a genius I must say. I added him on myspace and have had a lot of great chats with people that think like me. But anyways I pop the iPod earbuds into my ears and kinda just veg out. Then over the intercom I heard this lovely message “The 5:30 boat has been canceled. This is due to a maintenance issue. The next sailing is 6:20” At this point all I can think is well “Fuck Me” but there are no beautiful women around and I can’t leave and the thought of having sex with what I can see within eye range was just depressing so I changed that thought to “Oh Shit” since well it was a curse and vented my frustration but nobody could hear it because it was inner monologue. But you are reading it now. So you get a peek into my inner thoughts. You must think I am totally fucked up, Right? Man okay that was a way off tangent.
So I am sitting there reading my book and listening to tunes and I just kinda pass out asleep which is what I usually do at this time. I take a nap when I get on the boat at 5am sleep for 35mins walk the 2 miles to work. Catch a nap in the quite room for another 20 mins at work. Work for 4 hours. Go catch a 30 min nap during half my lunch. Walk 4 blocks to the selection of food places. Come back to work for another few hours. Walk down to the waterfront. If I am feeling lazy I hop on the trolly to the ferry and then get on the ferry and sleep another 35 min.
Man I sleep a lot of little naps. People wonder how I stay sane. After reading that layout of my day I ponder the same thing lol. So I have my laptop bag sitting next to me and then I wake up to some huffing dude saying “Move your bag i want to sit down” I look around and we have 2 boat loads of people and my laptop bag is taking up the only available seat left and I was asleep. Ha!
So get on the boat and I sit next to this dude with a powerbook and he has cingulair edge card in his laptop surfing the next. I bust out my powerbook and we are like mac buddies we start talking about the iPhone and strike up a good conversation. Come to find out 3 lawyers are sitting next to me and I have their business cards and got a side job to go network 2 mac’s and getting them to talk to PC’s simple enough. Go click a check box in System Preferences. But most people seem to fail to read instructions and if they are willing to pay me for simple work I am more then happy to do it. $60hr or seeing some boobs if they are a chick. Which we have discussed before.
So I get off the ferry and get to the bus. It’s standing room only. I have to stand at the front of the bus. So at every stop everyone that is standing gets off the bus lets the people off and get back on. Normally my bus ride is 15 mins that night it was 45 mins. Good times. Why did that boat have to break down?
So I get home cook dinner and get to bed. Next morning I wake up and check to see if we have dual ferries again. We do but they had to shuffle around 3 ferries to get us one ferry. It holds 100 less cars then the ferry we normally have. lol Good times. So the next morning I get on this replacement boat. It’s one from like the 60’s or 70’s. It was crazy because I remember taking that boat as a child. But it seemed a lot smaller now. Probably because I am 6’3” and yeah. So laying down on this new boat my feet hang off the end of the bench by 8 inches or so. So my sleeping all week hasn’t been so good.
I will finish this story in Part 2 which I should be writing tomorrow.
Have a great weekend everyone. *Hugs* to those who deserve one. Happy New Year!