That said, I try to vet men as much as possible before meeting them. Being alone on a Friday is not a big deal, but lately, I find myself alone too much. My friend and I were going to see a movie but she cancelled at the last minute, so I started playing with a dating app. Rudy was very happy to connect with me. Rudy said he would pick me up. Maybe it was the loneliness of a Friday night at home. I asked him what we would do, and he said he would take care of it.
Article Continued Below He pulled up right on time. I opened the door and there he was, sporting a huge smile. I put out my hand to introduce myself, and he ignored the gesture.
Instead, he asked if he could kiss me. He asked me if he could touch my hands instead. I thought that if we could talk for a while, I could figure out a way to send Rudy home sans date.
Talking did not dissuade him at all from making advances. He continued to ask for my hands. I finally let him touch them. He closed his eyes as if to assess me. He opened his eyes and asked if I was in love with anyone. I said no, and wondered if he thought he was a contender.
I asked him what he had planned for our date, and surprise, he had nothing planned. I suggested we go for a drink. We finally left and went to a local spot. The conversation got weirder and weirder, with stranger questions and more analysis. He asked me to tell him a secret, and asked me what was my worst moment in life, and did I like to be touched, and what is my favourite position. He acted as though he was part of a different species that had knowledge that others, myself included, could not comprehend.
He was so inappropriate and annoying. He responded by saying that I was running away from him. I told him I would be taking an Uber home. Rudy paid the bill and insisted on driving me. I agreed — the drive was short, even thought it felt much longer.
Rudy took the opportunity to deliver a pitch about how awesome he was: This is after a woman had unequivocally told him she had zero interest in him. Later, he texted me to say what an honour it was to meet me, and that we were very similar, and we owed it to each other to try another date.
I never texted him back. Andrea rates her date out of