Chapter 54 – Tinder Date #12

 

Tuesday, 16 February 2016.

 

After Work / Day 58

 

Anna has her next date on her way home from work.

Tinder Date #12 / Tinder Clown #2 – not wasting any more of my time on writing about you.

© 2017 rf

 

 

Obs. Day 58, end soon!

 

 

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Chapter 51 – Living and Yearning

 

Monday, 15 January 2016.

 

Still Day 57

 

What a clown! Annoyed Anna is thinking as she walks back home from the second date with Christian – the wrong Christian, the American.

I’ve got to start doing my screening better.

If this is not going to add joy and affection to my life – to two people’s lives…

…it’s just pointless and a waste of time!

 

Her steps get quicker in the cold. It’s good to walk to clear her head.

But I have to be brave.

Have faith, Anna!

I won’t meet anyone if I just stay home and give no one a chance…

Keep being proactive.

 

Whom to give a chance? Hmm.

 

Christian, the Englishman, sends a message. She smiles.

21:05   Hello! I’ve had a really busy day. Sorry I’ve not been able to write/call. It sounds like you’ve had a busier day in fact!

You’re lucky you have a ‘normal’ job. Bit different in the world of start ups.

I’ve booked the Radisson Hotel for my stay on Sunday and Monday. Tuesday, Lilla Roberts. Basically it’s free time Sunday and Monday.

 

Oh! And how I yearn for love, passion and sharing the simple good things in life. It’s been so long. More than three years since I’ve felt like that.

I’m certain there are well-mannered, mature, kind men out there, also looking for someone.

There must be!

Even if most guys my age are taken.

Especially the good ones.

 

She starts jogging home to fight the cold.

There’ll be exceptions. Recently separated/divorced?

Someone like me!

Yes.

 

Her phone dings. It’s tomorrow’s date, Eli. They’re just going to have a coffee at McDonald’s on her way home from school.

Because, you see, later tomorrow evening Anna’s going on yet another date. Another coffee at yet another café near Citymarket in Ruoholahti.

A Finn and a Canadian. Should be interesting.

Ah, I have to phone mom and update her! That’s always fun.

Mom gets excited every time she hears a new story – some details left out, of course.

 

Just as Anna’s entering her building – definitely less annoyed after the fresh air and good thoughts – her phone rings. It’s Kristiina, her daughter.

“Hi, sweetheart, how are you? How are things going there at dad’s?”

“Oh, mom. I’m so stressed out!” she’s crying. Poor darling dear!

 

It’s just one of those days.

Vivendo y aprendendo. Living and learning, living and yearning.

© 2017 rf

 

Obs. Still day 57 since moving out.

 

 

Chapter 50 – Too Old for This Sh…

 

Monday, 15 February 2016.

 

Day 57

 

Anna has a very busy day:

Driving 1h to work
6 lessons
A support lesson during the lunch break
Yard supervisions during recess
Driving 1h home
A private English student after work (her hairdresser/friend)
A 4k jog
A second date with the wrong Christian (the American)
Night laundry (+ironing)

16h with no pause!

 

Needless to say, Christian the Englishman and Anna barely exchange any messages. Just a well-mannered, quick hello and some updates (he’s had a busy day, too).

 

The date with the American Christian is so eu&r%#gh! Good-looking on the outside, but that’s it.

Why did I accept going out with him again? Too busy to think straight?

Now I understand why he needs that Tinder profile picture with those puppies crawling all over his strong chest.

 

For one, he takes her out to dinner and she has more food than she’s planned to eat.

Oh, no. Why??

Then, he keeps on discussing American politics, terrorism, his Islamophobia, women’s submission to men, family values and other Americanisms.

 

Red flags, blazing red flags.

Gosh, he loves the sound of his own voice and Anna barely gets a word in.

This guy seemed nice yesterday. Showing his true colors already…?

 

“Hey, Christian, I should really get goi…”

That’s when he says, “I know I’m 48 years old and all, but it’s very strange to be out with you tonight.”

“Oh, why is that?” I’m curious enough to ask.

 

“Don’t get me wrong, you’re beautiful, but you’re really old!”

“I’m 8 years younger than you!! And I don’t have 10% of your facial wrinkles.” I tease him, half-jokingly.

Is this guy for real?

“Yeah, but I usually go out with 25 year-olds, tops. And ladies in their twenties are always hitting on me.” he brags.

Seriously?? Must be because they’re too young and immature to realize what a jerk you are!

“My wife is a little older than you,” he manages to slip the information in “Oh, yeah. We’re divorcing, but our state requires we take a long couple’s counseling course and I don’t have time for that.”

Poor woman to have to sit with this man through therapy!

 

“Hey, thanks for the dinner, but I had an awfully busy day and an early morning tomorrow! Have a nice trip back to” the wonderhell you came from —  “Germany.”

What a waste of time. I’m too old for this sh#%… Haha!

His point. Exactly.

© 2017 rf

 

 

Obs. Day 57 of don’t throw your pearls to pigs.