Facebook Connections

I love Facebook. I think it is so fun and a great way to keep up with people’s lives. It has put me back in touch with so many different people from high school, college, etc.

I posted I was going to a football game and a buddy of mine from college said he was going too and I should come by the tailgate. You don't have to ask me twice.

So, I go to the tailgate and meet his best friend. Now, all of these guys are married but it was fun to hang out with them. Once I get back home, I see his friend “friended” me on FB.

This guy is a complete smart a$$ which I found amusing. He has hysterical posts and I started to comment on a couple of things he wrote. When I did, one of his buddies asked who I am. He said, that is Sue, you should know her.

So, low and behold, the guy who asked about me is single and now he friends me. We start having conversations and I learn he lives in Ohio. Ironically, I was going to Ohio for work, so he suggested we meet in person. Great.

I learned this guy didn’t have a job so he told me he was saving his money so he could take me to a hockey game.

I was traveling with a couple of co-workers who were also attending the game. They had an extra ticket for me, but I was sure going with my new friend would he the better route, because, you never know.

He arrives at the hotel to pick me up. He had very rosy cheeks but I was sure that was from the cold weather. We get to his car and little did I know, there were 2 other people in the car?

I get in the back seat and I learn that one guy was his uncle along with a friend. My concern is immediately heightened as I think we are all seated together. Is this a group date?

I look next to me and my date has a red cup in his hand. I then smell the alcohol.

I say to him, have you started drinking? His reply, only 5 beers. Now, I am beginning to understand why he has a designated driver.

We go to an Irish bar before the game where now I am forced to entertain all of these guys. Exhausting. They were nice enough but we didn't have a lot in common.

We get to our seats where I realize my date is hammered. Thankfully his other friends were seated elsewhere but he keeps telling me the same story over and over and was belligerent.

I am desperately trying to make conversation. The stadium was advertising pizza when I asked him if it was any good (being from Chicago and all). He says, sure, if you like diarrhea. Um, no thank you. So, I guess it isn't good.

Then, I decide I would like something to eat, does he? Heck no, that might kill his buzz he tells me. We are standing at the counter and I can see he is swaying back and forth. Lovely.

My work friends who are at the game ask to meet us. Of course, they are dying to see him. We meet by the concession stand where they ask my date where he lives. (seems like a logical question to start a conversation). He unloads on them that it is such a personal question and why would they ever ask that? Yes, a loose cannon.

Well, they are now so nervous for me, they don't want to leave me. I tell them I am fine, but they are very concerned. My Catholic guilt kicked in and I felt bad leaving a date, as miserable as it was. Especially since I met him through a friend.

After the game, we go back to the bar where now I realize that all 3 of these guys are drunk. Even the driver! I have no patience for that, so I say I am leaving. They can't believe it. They said they need to give me a ride home! I said, don't you worry, I can grab a cab. I got out of there so fast. He walked me to the car but at that point, I was over the date, regardless of how I met him!

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Lesson learned? A guy with no job has no real reason to get up in the morning and will for sure tie one on on a Tuesday night!