As some of you may know, I have been divorced for just about a year and started to dab my foot back into the dating pool. I have gone on a number of dates, but for one reason or another they just didn’t seem to work out. There wasn’t that connection.
Though for the last week or so I have been talking to this guy Mitch* through email and phone. We decided that it where we were both comfortable with each other, that it would be okay to actually meet one another. He lives in the same town as my parents, so on Easter day I decided to meet up with him before having to go to my parents house. I figured this would be a good “out” if things were going south and I needed to get out of there.
I met Mitch in a public place and we hit it off really well. I feel that “click” that everyone talks about when they meet someone. We got along really well, laughing at each other as well as being sarcastic. It was a nice change and I felt really good about him. The one our meet up ended up being 5 hours and I was a tad late for Easter dinner. I was really excited about him. Sort of like a school girl and her first crush.
Fast forward to today (Monday). I am sitting at home watching a little TV, relaxing before it is time to head to bed. Around 10:30pm I get a call from a weird number on my cell phone. I figured what the hell and answered. It is the local emergency hospital. They tell me that Mitch was found unconscious in the old port (the local bar block in Maine) and that when they brought him to the hospital, they went through his wallet and found my number. Thus calling me. They asked if I would be able to come and pick him up and take him home. Not trying to be quick to judge and he seemed like an awesome guy the day before, I figured what the hell. I will just go get him, drop him off at his apartment and call it good. Probably something stupid, right?
I get there and as soon as he seems me, hes pissed off. Says that he never wanted them to call me and told me to leave. After talking to the secuirty guard posted outside his room door, I find out that he was combative with police officers and medics on scene and that the hospital needed 5 people to hold him down and hand cuff him to the bed until he sobered up. Yup, He was drunk. His face and hands looked horrible, but he played it off as some joke. That “why would his left hand be all scuffed up when he is right handed. Doesn’t make sense”. I made it VERY clear that I wasn’t impressed with him. That I was even there.
Turns out, after talking to him more while waiting for his discharge papers, that not only was he in jail for 5 months for oui (which I knew about) but that he doesn’t have a license (thankfully) and he won’t for another year. So he has been walking around all over hells and creation doing whatever it is that he does in his free time. He doesn’t work, but is trying to find some…
So here is my question (Yes I do have one), Do I still give this a go? I am very apprehensive about seeing him again, let alone dating him. He has made it VERY clear that he has feelings for me and that he would like to seem me again. That, what happened tonight, shouldn’t matter. It was just a “blip” in his life as a whole.
The issue I am having is the person I really liked on Sunday, is COMPLETELY different then one I saw tonight. It makes me second guess every feeling I had for him. Part of me is telling me this is a sign as to what is to come if I was to give him another shot. With the OUI, the bar fights, and whatever; this isn’t something I want in my life when I am trying to make a new beginning.
Though OTOH, I fear I am being to judgmental. I am not sure who is the real Mitch and I am not sure I want to stick around to find out.
What do you guys think?