Yet Another Disappointment
I always seem to pick the guys who are good on paper but lacking in the emotional/sensitivity department. For example, I had two very long, very serious, relationships with GOP guys who had no idea that birthdays and Valentine's Day were big deals. I always ended up disappointed. So, I had started dating a really cool guy whom I had actually known for many years. Not only was he GOP, but he was thoughtful and caring as well. So, Valentine's Day rolls around shortly after we started dating. He invited me to dinner at a very nice country club. Even though I knew he was so different from the other guys I had dated, I still declined. He asked again and again, but I just didn't want to get my hopes up again for fear of yet another disappointment. He ended up taking his mom and aunt, both recent widows, to dinner. At about 6:00 p.m. on Valentine's evening, he called, saying that his mom and aunt insisted on my being there. What could I do? As quickly as possible, I showered, did my hair and makeup, threw on a black dress and sexy heels, and was on my way. Despite all of the rushing, I knew I looked hot. I was so excited. Well, the country club was forty-five minutes away from my house, and I hit some major traffic on the way, necessitating a stop for gas. By the time I got there, it was more than two hours since he had called. Nevertheless, I got caught up in the moment as I walked through the beautiful dining room, with all eyes on me as I left a trail of Chanel No. 5 in my path. My gorgeous, decked-out boyfriend was standing in the bar with beautiful roses for ME! Oh, happy day! I was finally going to have a nice Valentine's Day! NOT! As it turns out, his mom and aunt had left right after eating and had taken his car. He had sat there sampling all of the specialty martinis at the bar as he was waiting for me. In other words, he was completely wasted! I had one drink and then drove my drunk boyfriend home. So, it is now official: I HATE VALENTINE'S DAY.
— Kim, 36