Possible diamond in the rough?

 After weeks of awkward messages, creepy names, and seriously disturbing conversations I can say with strong confidence that I am a bit burnt out by this internet dating mumbo jumbo. Things just got worst when I thought I had actually picked through all the bad apples and actually found a good apple. However, I feel like this 'good' apple might have been my imagination playing dirty dirty tricks on me. Here is Mr. "Good Apple’s" story.

I had been messaging back and forth with Mr. Apple for a week or so. He seemed nice, it looked like he had all of his stuff together (he had a job and a car...you can't ask for too much on dating sites). Most importantly, he went to the same college as I did and we both love watching football. The day before I left for a vacation we exchanged numbers. Throughout the vacation we texted non-stop; he seemed like a pretty cool guy and I had fun talking to him. (Side note: you will probably never hear me say that I like a guy before I meet him. How in God's name do you like someone while just texting with them? I don't get that. I like texting with him. That is far as I will go).


Let's fast forward to the day after I get back from my trip. We start texting (obviously he texts me first because I am all about playing hard to get...false. I usually have very little restraint, but I barely know this guy/don't know him at all, so I found the patience that I lack normally and waited for him to contact me) and he started to ask when we should meet. Perfect. Let's meet! (Ok, so I am acting casual about meeting, but in the back of my mind I freaking the hell out due to the fact I hate blind dates)! Then Mr. Good Apple decides to not pick a time or a day for the date. He just kept on saying, "Soon". Perfect Mr. Johnny Appleseed. Just perfect.


I have to back up a little to tell you that Mr. Apple may or may not have had a couple strikes against him already. First strike, he was being a little fishy about questions about his life. Not giving me the full run down on things. Strike one. Strike two was because he didn't like my football team and liked a creepy team from a creepy village. Not a big deal to you? Big deal to me!


The worst part of this whole thing?! I took a gander at his profile again today. Now his profile is covered with red flags that I didn't see before. Such as, he doesn't think he wants kids, he likes to garden (what the hell?), and he doesn't live in my city (you might be asking how I didn't realize he didn't live in my city...all I can tell you is that I am just not a very observant person. My bad).


Is Mr. Apple my diamond in the rough? Or just rough? Only time will tell. Maybe I should go out with him to find out.