Let's Be Open About It!

So despite my not-so-great experiences with online dating (Mr. Right, Mr. Perfect, and the International Index Fund, to name a few), I decided that I had nothing to lose by trying it again. I'd joined a cool, hip dating site, where the people were all funny and witty and just like me. LOL.

So I met a guy. He wasn't my type (he had a whole head of gray hair), but he was tall, knew a lot about Jamaican culture (this gets me every time) and was a teacher (this too). We chatted via the site for a few days, then he invited me out for a drink. I accepted, even though he wasn't my type. I've been trying to avoid this whole "type" thing lately.

We met up, and chatted about generic stuff. I was commenting on the location he picked for the date when out of no where:

"Oh yeah, my wife actually told me about this place. She took me here a couple years ago." I heard the "wife" part, but just thought he meant to say ex-wife, and thought nothing of it.

Then we started talking about the neighborhood. It came again: "My wife and I really lucked out when we bought our place. We've been in it for a few years now."

My mind started to race. Could he...? Naw, he wouldn't be married and have the nerve to ask me out on a date! Then I got it: he just wanted to be friends. The site was a social networking site, after all, so I must have completely misread his intentions. I relaxed after that. I wouldn't have to do that awkward "let's-do-this-again-knowing-full-well-I-wouldn't" thing.

He pulled out a board game, which just confirmed that he wanted to be friends. Then, an hour and two drinks later:

"How come you didn't ask me about my open relationship?"

I damn near choked on my drink. It's a good thing I come from a family where we just repress our feelings and never talk about shit, so I can hide my feelings quite well. LOL. I managed to hide my surprise (and added a non-committal shrug for good measure).

"Your what?"
"My open relationship. I thought that's what you saw on my profile that made you accept the date." It occurred to me then, that I hadn't really read his profile. I'd scanned for any references to cats, made sure he wasn't a racist or a smoker, but never thought to look at his relationship status. LOL.

I quickly assured him that I had no interest (other than as possible subject matter) in his open relationship, which has been going on for nearly 10 years, by the way. Apparently he and his wife date other people, but are completely committed to each other. She knew he was out on a date, and had one of her own as well. Just when I started to think white people were normal...LOL. (That was a joke, please no anonymous comments about me being a racist, thankyouverymuch.)

But you see what I get for taking chances? *sigh*

Ok, I'm off to check my inbox to see if any single, normal people wanna date me.