Baby Hands

So Charlotte told you about the Doctor, which made me think of Baby Hands.  But before I dive into that story...

I've got 2 years of online dating under my belt, (I was married for just short of 20 years) and my stories have made my married girlfriends think twice about divorce, and the single ones think twice about online dating.  Sometimes I wonder if I keep doing this because the stories just keep getting better, or if I'm really looking for a man.

So I think it was about a  year and a half ago, I was on a different online site (Ok cupid, I think) and got a nice email that started off with "I know i'm only 5'9, but I think we'd be a great match."  I usually look for someone 6'0 or taller since I am 5'9, but since his email was well written (ie, no spelling errors, no horrifying grammar errors) and he had interesting things to say, I checked out his profile.  Looked okay - no big red flags - so I wrote back.  We had a nice email exchange and he asked for my number.  I gave him my super secret not real phone number (text now app for iPhone.  Awesomesauce) and we enjoyed some nice text & phone conversations. 

He asked me to accompany him on a business trip across country after maybe talking to him for 3 days... which I thought was kind of weird, but cute too.  Who doesn't like being wanted, right?

After he got back from his trip on a Friday night, he sent me a text asking if I was free the next day.  I was, so he asked if we could do something.  I was sleepy so I told him to figure it out and let me know in the morning.  I assumed he meant Saturday night, so when he called me Saturday at 10am and said he was on his way to my part of town and wanted to meet at a Starbucks close to my house, I was a little surprised!  Knowing he only lived about 30 minutes away I was thinking umm... you're a demanding ass, not enough time to get ready, no.  BUT he was so nice (famous last words), that I agreed to get myself ready asap and meet him there.

I texted him when I got to the Starbucks and he was already there.  He was exactly the same height as me (yuck) and much thinner than in his pics.  I'm a... sturdy gal... and there was no way this was going to happen, but I went ahead in for my coffee and some conversation anyway.  After we sat down at the table, I noticed his hands.  They were BABY HANDS.  Smaller than mine for sure, and so dainty.  Manicured and clearly, not involved in any kind of actual work.  I couldn't stop looking at them!  I had discovered a dealbreaker that I really didn't know existed.

Other than the hands, and the whole "meet me in 30 minutes" thing, he was a really nice guy.  Well educated, great job, etc.  It was actually tough to not want to date the crap out of him.  I just couldn't get the picture of his tiny hands outta my head.  We are, actually, still friends.  I helped him find a great (tiny) girl that was just perfect for him.  :)

Boring, yes.  But that is unfortunately the most tame of my online dating adventures!

M