The Firefighter

I can't remember who set me up with the "Firefighter", I think it may have been an old bartender friend of mine. She did a really good job on selling him to me, part time cop, full time firefighter....all I could think of is what uniform I wanted to see him in (and out of) first!

He was out with a group of friends so I rounded up my single friends, which at that time turned out to be my single friend, Sarah, and met him at a local bar/restaurant in my hometown. When I first saw him I was shocked. He was not a good looking guy; I mean he was downright ugly. As Sarah said "His face would look better if he had been in a fire." I know that is harsh but man was he fugly. GREAT body, BAD face. It's hard to keep a straight face in these situations, and it's really hard to look at someone you are simply not attracted to. I made pleasantries with him for about an hour or so and declined going on to the next bar with them. He messaged me later that night asking me out on a date. I tried to decline nicely but he wasn't getting the hint. I used the "I don't feel any chemistry" line which somehow turned into me going on a date with him a few days later.

At PF Changes I was still having a hard time finding him attractive. I mean he wasn't as ugly as I thought he was the night we met, but I still didn't find him attractive. I was trying everything to let him know we weren’t a good match so I said I liked a blue collar, hardworking man but he needs to clean up well and be able to talk business at events I have to attend for work. Pretty much I was trying to say is I have unrealistic expectations and am extremely picky with hopes he’d find me to be a snob and not be interested. Well that backfired when he took his black dinner napkin, placed it in front of his face and quickly dropped it and said "I'm white collar", then brought the napkin back up to his face, dropped it again and said "Now I'm blue collar." He did this a few times with enthusiasm and ended it with "I'm a chameleon!"

On the way home I again said I didn’t feel any chemistry when he asked to see me again. That again was brushed off. When he walked me to my door I tried to say good night and go in but he was quick and kissed me. When the kiss was over he said "Now how's that for chemistry?" and proudly walked away. All I kept thinking was it wasn’t a bad kiss but then again my eyes were closed.



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