Spaghetti and Wackos

Submitted by Jennifer:

I didn't have much hope for online dating, but Paul came along and blew most of my expectations out of the water.

Admittedly, this wasn't a huge accomplishment, but I was still pretty pumped about meeting him. He seemed smart, relaxed, carefree, and was a good conversationalist. He went on a little much about his past relationships, but I figured that everyone has baggage and I shoudnt be too quick to judge.

We met up at an Italian restaurant. He didn't seem happy to see me at all. I asked him what was wrong, and he told me that it was nothing. Clearly, though, something was bothering him. He didn't smile, and had hardly the level of enthusiasm that he displayed online and over the phone.

I would guess that it had something to do with me (even though he assured me that it didn't) and I wasn't sure what the problem would be. My online photos were up-to-date and accurate. I had nothing to go on but his words, whch said that nothing was wrong. I decided to help him try to forget about whatever was bothering him.

He was barely communicative during dinner to the point of basically ignoring my questions. I didn't give up on trying to make conversation, but it was unbelievably difficult.

Finally, I asked him if he wanted to end the date early.  He then said that he had several interview questions for me, and that we'd better get started.

I asked him what he meant by "interview questions," and he said that they were all really personal but that they were required for anyone who wanted to date him.  I told him that I didn't feel like answering such questions.

He then slowly dipped his hand into his spaghetti and tomato sauce and clenched the food into his fist.  I didn't say anything, and he made a weird sort of frown and wrung his hand out.  I couldn't wait for this date to end.