Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Jon”

I’m still trying to understand how and why some men have placed more importance on our dates than I have.

Jon is one of those fellas and the main character in this Tale from Sip and Go Girl.

I was shopping in a grocery store on a Sunday afternoon after church. Near the front of the store, a man was signing up people for newspaper subscriptions. He was staring at me. He watched me walk to and he watched me walk fro and then he watched me walk to and fro again. He didn’t look familiar and I couldn’t figure out why he was staring at me.

As I left the store, the guy was outside the doors and he greeted me.

Turns out he recognized me from an online dating profile he saw more than one year ago. Jon asked me to meet him later that week at the shopping mall across the street. I thought maybe this was some type of sign from the Universe, so I agreed to meet him.

Jon and I met that following week. He bought me a meal at Panda Express– an Asian style fast food place– and then we walked around the mall for maybe 45 minutes.

He was totally enthralled by the mall kiosk that sold plastic covers to protect cell phones from scratches. He wanted one for his television set and talked at length with the employee about getting one. He said he spits on the TV. The kiosk doesn’t sell plastic that size.

During our afternoon, I told Jon I was going through a life change and was planning a move out of state before the season ended.

We parted ways in the parking lot and I went home wondering why I went on that sip and go.

Later that day, I received a text message from Jon.

“Please delay your move. Give me just a few more dates. I will change your mind and you will stay in town.” He told me I was the one and he wanted to prove it to me.

I wondered where he felt that magic because I sure as the Dickens did not. I told him I was flattered but I didn’t think the same thing.

I didn’t hear from Jon until months later when he sent me a text message to wish me happy holidays. I responded and said the same.

“Are you still living in this city?” he asked.

I told him yes.

He immediately offered his company to provide holiday “cheer.” I said no and that I was taking a dating hiatus. I didn’t want to date.

Jon told me that if I hooked up only with him, it meant I wasn’t dating. It meant I had a boyfriend. He would be my one and only. I told him no.

He then told me that he was quite the lover.

I realized what the Universe was telling me five months prior. “Know when to turn someone down and mean it.”

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