Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Sabotage

One of my matches (not even a "flexible" match, but one that's actually suited for me) is a bit of a goofball. Why do I know this? Because he gave out his name in his profile and encouraged people to visit his Facebook page to see his photography. So, I did. I think it was a bad idea to do so because now I have this pre-conceived notion of what he's like based on pictures he's posted, comments he's made on other peoples' walls and notes he's written. I wonder what people would think of me if they saw my page without knowing me. Anyway...

Rory's tall (6'5") so he's definitely got my attention. He's going to school and he taught in Asia for a year, so he's probably smart. His e-mails have been well-grammared and thought out. He's not a bad-looking guy. He seems very nice. So why am I trying to find things wrong with him before I've even met him?

I don't like his goatee. He seems to favour Asian women (like I don't favour Caucasian guys?). He told me I should read and listen to music in the great outdoors, without any of my "creature comforts" available (what, like camping?). He's rubbed me the wrong way already, but I don't know if he actually has, or if I just don't want to like him.

Before you get up in arms, I am going to meet him for a coffee. He wants to do something else after that, but I don't do more than a 90 minute coffee on the first meet so the driving range will have to wait for another time. If he makes it past my 90 minute screening process.

As the Beastie Boys so eloquently put it - Listen, all y'all, it's Sabotage.

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