I had met the 'toad' months prior, however briefly - we later connected on facebook and we played with the idea of catching up for dinner. The perfect time came around as we were both on holidays (he is a high school teacher and I am in my last year of uni). As my grandparents live in his area, I offered to come up and kill two birds with one stone, as they say.
'Toad' was right on time and after explaining to my very conservative grandparents that I was going to meet a group of people for dinner and perhaps it would be best not to wait up - I clip clopped down the front path to meet the 'Toad Miester', Yes......'The Toad Miester' is his actual nickname so you can understand my laughing to myself and the shaking of the head on my way home.
'Toad' welcomed me with a warm smile and I started conversation off straight away. In the first 3 minutes of our drive to Newport I was searching for a spark. There was nothing.
Our conversation flowed and we discussed religion and politics in great detail and made humorous comments along the way. It was turning into an uncomfortably 'pleasant' and slightly dull date.
Once we got into the restaurant, I was able to better look at my date and continue to search for any kind of spark. Again….nothing. Sitting across from him at dinner, I looked him in the eye while he spoke, all the while using my peripheral vision to continue to search - Nothing. In fact, it made it worse. While nodding at all the right places while he discussed his travels and dreams - I realised why his friends and family call him 'The Toad Miester' - if he were made into a caricature of an animal, there would be no species more representative of him than a toad. Yes, I went on a date with someone whose caricature would be that of a toad. I am shaking my head at myself as I write this. I asked if he knew why he was called 'Toad' and he laughed and said he had no idea..... oh damn I wish I was rude enough to fill him in on the joke...that he did in face look like a 'good looking toad'.
After another uncomfortably 'pleasant' drive back I was happy to be dropped off. Walking down the familiar path which I first walked down at age 2, I let out a deflated sigh and dramatically threw my arms in the air and asked 'why!!!!! why did I have to travel 2.5 hours for that!!!'
I was 3 steps into the front door when I got a text from 'Toad' - "Hey, thanks for coming up, I had a good night! If it is ok by you I would just like to be friends'. I was a little amused by this as to me it just seemed obvious. I replied - "Hey, yeah - i totally agree :o)". I thought this was the end of it....
I checked my facebook an hour later and I wanted to check his profile for a link he mentioned. However, when i went to search for him, he was not my 'friend' anymore; the bugger DELETED me just an hour after the 'date'.
Not really particularly being one to go down without knowing why - I messaged him. I said - "Hi, I was happy to remain friends although just wondering why you have deleted me off facebook?" he came back with - "Realistically, are we ever going to talk again?" To which I replied "S*** that's depressing. I was happy to remain friends as we do have a lot in common. Good luck with it TOAD' - he came back with an apology; however to me it was done.
My understanding of it would be that despite saying otherwise (him being a 'churchie'), he realised soon on that he was not going to get into my Alice McCall dress anytime soon.
The joke is on me though in hindsight.. Who knew 'Toad' would turn out to be a toad.
This princess only kisses princes.
Loyalties Of Life by Christal A is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 Australia License.
Based on a work at loyaltiesoflife.blogspot.com.
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