AA Dating

So I meet this guy. He is a Hokie (he went to VA Tech). We really ended up hitting it off. He was nice and polite and had a country accent. For some reason accents of any kind get me. Especially country ones. I just assume that they are gentlemen and that they would treat me like a southern belle.

After a few dates – which consisted of two meals and then sitting on my couch watching movies (which I purchased on-demand … leaving me with a sweet cable bill that month …. And then making out. This was fine. I like to make out. But something was off about this guy the whole time. He never wanted a beer or anything when he was at my house. (OK fine – maybe he was not into Weds drinking …. I get that) but then my friend Sne and I looked him up on Facebook.

All his posts were about “Keep it Simple Stupid” and “One Day at a Time” – anyone could figure out the guy was an alcoholic. I know personally from attending AA meetings after a DUI incident in Blacksburg circa 2005. But that is a WHOLE additional blog post. Let’s just say … the jail in Christiansburg, VA is not a good place for a 22-year-old blacked out female.

He also LOVED AA. Which was odd to me. ALL of his friends came from AA. This presented an odd predicament for me. How can all of your friends be in AA. Isn’t that like co-dependency or something?? I guess people who attend AA need an addiction and this is what they choose instead of booze. I guess it is healthier than alcohol. But I cant date someone who does not drink. I like a glass of wine with my dinner and I felt like I was enabling by having something to drink in front of him. (OK, fine I did a few times).

Then I realized this guy was DUMB. I was actually not very proud that he went the same educational institution that I did. HOW did someone like him graduate? Then I found out that he used to be a drug addict. Good. So all things aside, I decided to use him for what he was good for. Sex …. At this point we may as well bone, right? Yes, I said bone.

Things didn’t really work out too well as I ended up having to take a morning after pill at one point and that was not cool. Damn you, Trojan! So let’s just say things tapered after that experience. But I definitely did not want any drug addicted alcoholic babies… who were dumb.

Back to square one.