The Pontificator


I’m not desperate to find a man. Even though I’m still on the free internet dating site POF (Plenty of Fish,) I don’t look at my “matches” or initiate contact with anyone. I do answer messages I get through the website.

One guy messaged me, “I’m ready to kiss you.”

I answered, “Your message makes me not want to meet you.”

He replied, “Yours too.“

I got a message from a fellow who lives in Cornville. Maybe a summer roman, I thought. Cornville’s not too far from Munds Park. His profile was a bit too good to believe: artist, would be open to less than finding a soulmate, very educated, likes to eat gourmet meals, and like to meet rather than email back and forth. So we agreed to meet in Black Canyon City.

We were going to meet at Rock Springs Café and I was salivating at the thought of a slice of one of their pies. But he called to say he was already there and it was jammed due to some event so we switched the meeting place to Chilleen’s.

I got there on time and so did he. That’s always a good sign. We sat at a booth and ordered beers. I usually try to pump a guy for information on the first date or two. He talked a lot, but not that much about his current self. I did ascertain that he had a teenage daughter at home. That was a strike against him. I’m done bringing up teenagers. He talked about old friends, bringing up a different daughter alone, and name-dropped a famous author he knew. He didn’t ask me many questions about myself.

He was my type of good looking but I didn’t feel any instant chemistry.

We ordered some chips and salsa and began a political discussion. He’s a liberal Democrat and supports Bernie Sanders. I can understand that although Hillary is my pick. He talked on and on and on about his views on current issues, rarely stopping to acknowledge what I said.

It reminded me of conversations with my father. He would pontificate on the issues of the day; sure he was right. My father was a certified genius, and this guy might have been, too. But that doesn’t make that trait any easier to live with.

As I headed for my car he gave me a sideways hug. Never heard from him again.

I like living alone.

 

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