Good Looks VS Character/ How To Get Blocked

Good Afternoon!

Well, like I said, I only write a blog when I am passionately moved.

Last night I had no plans.

I was busy all day with clients and planning 2020 advertising campaigns in THE AMERICAN CHIROPRACTOR MAGAZINE, before my Staycation starts at the end of the day TODAY!

Richard Branson has been in touch, but traveling & holding holiday parties for his employees around the world.  He also told me that he can't even tell me the name of the billionaire he works for due to a "non-disclosure agreement."  I told him I forgot to have him sign mine!!
And he said that I've already been disclosed!!!

It occurred to me that I may need to suspend or terminate my blog if/when 
I start a relationship with a billionaire.
Well, we'll worry about that when it happens!!

Anyway, no future plans with that guy.  I really like him, and he is amazing.  
However, there are still a lot of questions, and unexplained absences, so no expectations.

Last night, last minute, I told some friends that I'd grab a car, 

and head up to Fort Lauderdale for Happy Hour!  

Then, as I was almost ready, I received a text from someone I had connected 

with a few weeks ago on a dating app, who looked promising, 

but it just never worked out that we met.

(Above is my Christmas tree this year before anyone gets offended by my choice of character names...I LOVE Jewish...it's just a character name!!)

He lives in Sunny Isles, which is a very affluent area of Miami, reputed to be where "the Russians" all live.  I'm going to call him the Jew, because I learned he was Jewish, went to college in Israel, and served in the military for 20 years.  I never asked which military, but now that I am thinking of it, maybe it was the Israeli Military?  

Because his grown twin kids live still live there, a boy and a girl.  

Jew prefers to live here.

Anyway, we connected on the app a few weeks ago when I was in 

Colombia visiting my father for Thanksgiving.   

Somehow, we connected when Jew was in South Beach getting an apartment in a nearby building ready for his daughter to visit, even though by the time I noticed, I was already in Colombia.  

The app said that he is the owner of some kind of a Parking Company or a Parking garage...something like that, graduate degree, 6'....sounded interesting, 

and looked handsome in his pictures, clean cut.  

Looked like he also plays the guitar!  A musician!  

My father also played the guitar, and was the singer in a band in his youth, so I also liked this.  

The next time Jew contacted me after I returned from Colombia, 

he told me he was still getting the apartment ready for his daughter.  I had forgotten about our correspondence earlier, and he had just past through South Beach,
and he was already back home in Sunny Isles.  

Jew wanted me to pay for a car, and go visit his area, and now that I know him, probably his apartment.  He really didn't seem very forthcoming about coming back to visit me.  

I was considering it, but then I checked the price of a car to go visit him in Sunny Isles for "coffee," as he assured me, when I told him that I hate coffee dates, that it was "just an expression," but that he really didn't want to invest in dinner on the first meeting.  

As I recall the car was near $60-$80 trip charge at the prime travel time of day I was searching.  

So, I told Jew that we'd have to meet another time, as I was not ready to invest that 

much in our first "coffee date."  

Then he came up with the idea that he could just get a bottle of wine, and come visit me in my apartment.  Jew said that if I didn't like him or feel good about it that I could just kick him out, 

but he assured me that he has never come upon that.  

Usually, Jew said, that he gets quite the opposite reaction.  

Still, I don't feel good about a first meeting taking place in my apartment, 

ESPECIALLY at night.  

This sounded horrible.  

I was thinking, does he think I am needy!?  

Who would agree to this!?  

I have heard of women meeting guys for the first time in their home, but I also just last week heard of a women who was raped in her own home in the bathroom, 

because she let a guy she hardly knew, and met on a dating app, go home with her pre-maturely.

Just as I was almost ready to call a car to pick me up last night, I got a call from Jew again, after I hadn't heard from him in at least a week.  

Jew said he was back in my area, as his daughter got here today, and he was just over getting her into her apartment on 5th Street.  He asked if we could meet.  

Jew said he hadn't made a date with me, because he hadn't been sure of how long it would take.

I told Jew that I had planned on going to Ft. Lauderdale for the evening, 

but that I would like to meet him, so I would cancel my plans.

I think he was in front of my building 10 minutes later.  

I met him down in front of my building, and hopped in his car.  

It was a nice car...Lexus or Mercedes or Cadillac or something.  

Jew surprised me and wasn't as clean cut as in his pictures.  

He had long hair and it was in a pony tail.  He had on jeans and an uncollared shirt,
Before Jew left my building and got onto the street, he said again that we could just get a bottle of wine, and go back and drink it in my apartment.

Oh, boy.  Now I remembered.  Jew doesn't want to get dinner.  I had been home ALL day, and I was looking forward to getting out into the beautiful night, but also to get a drink AND a bite!!!

So before he pulled onto the street, I asked him if maybe we should do this another time, 

because I was just going out for the evening.  Jew declined, and said 

we'd find a nice place around here for a drink.  

Shit!  I was thinking...I'm hungry!!  

I don't really want to start drinking before I get food in my stomach!!

Next, as he was driving, he started telling me that he hates South Beach.  

Jew told me he never comes here.  He used to live here, but never likes to come back.

I was thinking, oh, I wish he'd told me that before, because he was starting to sound really negative, and I really love South Beach.  I don't really connect with those who do not or
who aren't open minded.

I wasn't sure I wanted to spend much time with someone with so many obvious problems with it.

Ok, I had agreed to this, and told my friends in Fort Lauderdale that maybe we could meet up another night, so I no longer had that as an option.
This was going to be IT for me tonight.  

As we started driving down the road, I was telling him about local Happy Hour places, 

where we could go...thinking we could keep the price of our meeting low.

Jew told me that it doesn't have to be a Happy Hour.

Suddenly, he pointed to a place just down from my building that he said the parking looked easy.  

I assured him this is a nice place, with actually very good food!  

Best escargot, I've ever had, and he assured me again that he only wanted to get a drink with me.  

Jew chose a table outside, & asked what I'd like to drink, and I asked for a red wine please.  

Then we started talking.  Mid-way into the red wine, 

I told him that I was going to need to leave after the wine, and get a bite to eat.  

Jew said to me, "Boy! You eat all the time!!"  

I replied, "no, actually, I do an intermittent fasting diet as a way of life, so I only eat between noon & 8pm, and it was already 7:30pm, so I was going to need to leave, and get a bite to eat.

I was already considering my next move, and would've had no trouble leaving.

Jew asked where I like to eat.
I told him that I didn't want to tell him, because all of my usual places are pretty upscale, and it doesn't sound like anything he would be interested in, but they are nice places where I feel comfortable going alone, and I usually only eat something light for dinner.

 He started looking at the menu.  He asked what I liked to eat there.
I said that I hadn't been there for dinner in awhile,
but I pointed out a few things that I'd had that were good..
He agreed that this place would be a better place to go for lunch.

Still, Jew said he came to spend time with me, so he was fine 
if I wanted to stay there, and get a bite to eat with him. 

Jew said that "we are adults," (I remembered him telling me that before, when he wanted to bring wine over to my house for our first meeting, and he'd even like to spend the night with me.
He repeated this a few times.

That was the vibe that I was getting.  
I thought I might like to get to know him more, but I knew that I wasn't going to want to spend the night with him nor even invite him back to my apartment after dinner, and I told him this.  

Jew said he understood, and still wanted to order dinner.  Jew said to order anything I liked.  He told me that if I like the Escargot, then I should order that.

Feeling like money was an issue, because he had told me that his parking business was still in development, and he also referenced "back in the day," a few times...like his financial situation wasn't the same as it once was.
So, I wanted to order something inexpensive.
Jew ordered the $13 tacos that I recommended, and so I was going to try to keep it at that price point, because he seemed happy with that.

I especially try to keep from any type of carbs at dinner, usually, 

but I also believe that you have to live in balance, 

and since I've been taking the Live Ultimate Elixir, it doesn't seem to matter as much what I eat, because it keeps my system functioning really effectively, alkalizing my body,
 so, it seems to flush all the carbs out!

www.liveultimate.com/BeingTracy

Hence, I ordered the Shrimp and Brie Quesadilla.  

It sounded great, and was something new that I've never had before!

We continued talking.  Both drank the wine slowly, so 1 glass lasted the whole meal.  I took our picture, and sent it to him, so we could remember our time out, and also thinking that I wanted to remember that he didn't look exactly like his photos.  He did get better looking as we talked, 

but just wasn't what I was expecting.

Jew wanted to know what it was that made me feel so good about him that I wanted to meet him.
He wanted to know what it was about him that made me feel the chemistry.

First of all, I wasn't sure of any chemistry BEFORE we met!

How could I be?

I hate this question.  It is like all of these guys just want confirmation that they are good enough.  Now I have to build him up and tell him what is attractive about him?  

I was not even sure!!
I told him that he had a nice picture.  

I liked that he was a family man, and had an education. Blah blah blah.
I didn't want to be insulting, but I feel this line of questioning is very unattractive.

After he was finally satisfied with hearing about what I thought made ours such a "great connection," (which honestly, I was becoming less sure of), and starting to feel like this guy is trying to do some kind of a Jedi mind trick on me, and make me think we are in some kind of relationship 

...instead of 1 hour into our first meeting!!

Jew started telling me that he really liked my face.  

Because he said the rest will change, but he really liked the way my face looked, 

he told me as he held my face in his hands.  

He said that he rarely gets this close to someone, but he was feeling really good about me.

I finally finished my wine, and was wondering where the date was going to go from there.
The waitress came over and asked if I'd like another glass of wine, and he quickly said "no."
He mentioned wanting to go somewhere else.
I suggested Monty's, an outdoor bar on the water South of Fifth street,
local hangout tiki hut kind of bar that sometimes has live music.

Unexpectedly, he asked where the local liquor store was.
I knew now what he wanted.
Again, he wanted to go back to my place.
I was feeling less and less like spending more time getting to know this guy, 
the more that he persisted.  

Jew got up and went to the bathroom, so while he was gone, 

I asked the waitress, who remembered me, to please bring the check.  

I told her that I was ready to go.  She brought the check and placed it in front of him.  

Without hesitation, Jew picked it up, and paid for it.  

Then, I told him that I was tired, and had a lot of work to do the next day before my vacation.  

I thanked him very much for dinner, but told him that I was going to walk home.

Jew offered to walk me across the street.  

I knew why.  I could see there were no street lamps across the street. 

 Honestly, this guy just gave me no reason to want to get to know him more.  

I was feeling so much pressure for something physical that it was having exactly the opposite effect.  

As I was walking a little ahead of him, Jew said that he thinks he may have been wrong...
maybe there isn't the connection that he thought he'd felt.  

Next, Jew said that I hadn't been nice, and that I shouldn't "use" people.

I responded, "USE people?"  I cancelled my plans tonight, because I was hoping to get to know you.

He responded, "LOSE MY NUMBER!!!"

We parted ways.  I hurried home through the garage entrance, because his hostility made me a little afraid for my safety, as I kept looking behind me, rushing to the building entrance.  

I ran the stairs up to my apartment, (I always do...you don't use it, you LOSE it!)
knowing that there would be at least a hostile text to follow, which there was:

 "Please erase the picture that you took with me, and lose my number!!!" 

I responded: "Thank you."

He responded: "As I ask and it doesn't matter just please lose my number and the picture you have  

Never cheap liked users!!"  (I think he meant that he never liked cheap users)

I finally responded & then blocked him when I realized how I could FEEL my stress & my blood pressure rising from this interaction:  "I was under the impression it was a date to get to know each other...But I guess you didn't get what you wanted and so you're mad at me.  It wasn't a date to get to know each other, it was a date for you to get laid. 
Goodbye I have no need for your pictures nor anything else.  I wish you well."  

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