The Condo Hunter...
I'm back! Sorry it's been a few days folks, but man cannot live on blogging alone and work was pretty busy this week.
In any case I think it's time to get back to what this blog does best - describe the crazy happenings of my dating life in Anchorage.
Today's subject is "The Condo Hunter." Condo Hunter was the first woman I met in Anchorage. Well, to be honest I met her before I got to Anchorage. In between assignments I was home for Christmas last year and I figured I would change my home of record to Anchorage on a dating site and see what was out here.
Within a day I got an e-mail from Condo Hunter saying I was cute and looked like a nice guy. She also looked nice and normal so I decided to e-mail her back. I had six weeks between my assignments (there was an Air Force class in between as well) and after about two weeks of e-mailing back and forth we talked on the phone.
Everything was pretty nice at that point - she had a good job, she was nice, and looked okay. However, there were a few warning signs. Keep in mind at this point I've never stepped foot outside the lower 48, haven't been within 1,000 miles of Alaska, and had no idea what I was in for. The first warning sign was when I made an innocent comment about online dating and I had no real idea who she was - she could be any number of things (I listed out a few as a joke), but the last thing was 400 pounds. She took a bit of offense to this and asked what I would do if she were 400 pounds. I was in a real pickle so I dodged - I said something like it doesn't matter since I had already seen her pictures and I knew she looked fine. The second warning sign was a...for lack of a better term...a love letter. It was merely a nice note saying how much she liked our conversations and how she couldn't wait for me to get up to Anchorage - all the guys in Anchorage evidently are weird as well - needless to say this was a first for me.
At the end of the day, however, I was concentrating having fun in Florida, my class, and visiting my family soon on my way up to Alaska - these warning signs were merely an afterthought to the other things going on in my life. Condo Hunter was something to look forward to - a nice welcome to this great state.
Well, time passed as did our now almost nightly conversations and I had arrived in Anchorage. I decided to surprise the Condo Hunter at work and let her know I had arrived and she looked...like...well I can't really describe it except that she looked almost nothing like her pictures and the weight concerns definitely made sense.
There are times in a man life where you face real tests of character. We all go through tough times and some of us rise to the occasion, we all have times where it might be easier to lie - some of us do, some of us don't, there are always times where it might be easier to be lazy rather than work hard to get a task done, and some of us face moments were that online hottie you've been talking to for six weeks turns out to quite possibly weigh more than you do even know they're four inches shorter than you.
So, I did the right thing - I went with it. I hadn't had a girlfriend in awhile and Condo Hunter was a legitimately nice woman. I enjoyed the connection we had during my transit to Anchorage and I would at least like to think I'm not a shallow person. Things progressed for about a week and a half - we went on a few dates, out for my birthday, and everything was good. She helped me buy furniture and I gave her advice on her next purchase (a condo - hence the name).
One night, about two weeks after I had arrived she was mentioning her difficulty finding a suitable place when she inquired about my place that was just coming together - what my lease was, how long I had on it, etc, etc. At the end of this she suggested that I help her to buy this condo since she was thinking that we would move in together once my lease was up.
WHAT!!!
It's one thing to face the moment of truth and date a women who completely misrepresented herself online, but it's a completely different thing to move in together. Especially after only two weeks of actually dating. I was in yet another pickle and had no idea what to do.
My solution was what General Patton would say is "advancing in another direction." In other words, I retreated. I didn't call quite as often, cut back on the dates, and racked my brains trying to figure a way out of this and into the priesthood or some other celibate profession where I wouldn't have to worry about these things.
Luckily Condo Hunter sensed my apprehension and the fact that I wasn't as "into this as she was." She gave me an out and I took it. I don't know if she ever got that condo or someone to live in it with her, but luckily it wasn't me.
Until next time - here's to truth in advertising!
AirForceKush - aka - The Arctic Fox
In any case I think it's time to get back to what this blog does best - describe the crazy happenings of my dating life in Anchorage.
Today's subject is "The Condo Hunter." Condo Hunter was the first woman I met in Anchorage. Well, to be honest I met her before I got to Anchorage. In between assignments I was home for Christmas last year and I figured I would change my home of record to Anchorage on a dating site and see what was out here.
Within a day I got an e-mail from Condo Hunter saying I was cute and looked like a nice guy. She also looked nice and normal so I decided to e-mail her back. I had six weeks between my assignments (there was an Air Force class in between as well) and after about two weeks of e-mailing back and forth we talked on the phone.
Everything was pretty nice at that point - she had a good job, she was nice, and looked okay. However, there were a few warning signs. Keep in mind at this point I've never stepped foot outside the lower 48, haven't been within 1,000 miles of Alaska, and had no idea what I was in for. The first warning sign was when I made an innocent comment about online dating and I had no real idea who she was - she could be any number of things (I listed out a few as a joke), but the last thing was 400 pounds. She took a bit of offense to this and asked what I would do if she were 400 pounds. I was in a real pickle so I dodged - I said something like it doesn't matter since I had already seen her pictures and I knew she looked fine. The second warning sign was a...for lack of a better term...a love letter. It was merely a nice note saying how much she liked our conversations and how she couldn't wait for me to get up to Anchorage - all the guys in Anchorage evidently are weird as well - needless to say this was a first for me.
At the end of the day, however, I was concentrating having fun in Florida, my class, and visiting my family soon on my way up to Alaska - these warning signs were merely an afterthought to the other things going on in my life. Condo Hunter was something to look forward to - a nice welcome to this great state.
Well, time passed as did our now almost nightly conversations and I had arrived in Anchorage. I decided to surprise the Condo Hunter at work and let her know I had arrived and she looked...like...well I can't really describe it except that she looked almost nothing like her pictures and the weight concerns definitely made sense.
There are times in a man life where you face real tests of character. We all go through tough times and some of us rise to the occasion, we all have times where it might be easier to lie - some of us do, some of us don't, there are always times where it might be easier to be lazy rather than work hard to get a task done, and some of us face moments were that online hottie you've been talking to for six weeks turns out to quite possibly weigh more than you do even know they're four inches shorter than you.
So, I did the right thing - I went with it. I hadn't had a girlfriend in awhile and Condo Hunter was a legitimately nice woman. I enjoyed the connection we had during my transit to Anchorage and I would at least like to think I'm not a shallow person. Things progressed for about a week and a half - we went on a few dates, out for my birthday, and everything was good. She helped me buy furniture and I gave her advice on her next purchase (a condo - hence the name).
One night, about two weeks after I had arrived she was mentioning her difficulty finding a suitable place when she inquired about my place that was just coming together - what my lease was, how long I had on it, etc, etc. At the end of this she suggested that I help her to buy this condo since she was thinking that we would move in together once my lease was up.
WHAT!!!
It's one thing to face the moment of truth and date a women who completely misrepresented herself online, but it's a completely different thing to move in together. Especially after only two weeks of actually dating. I was in yet another pickle and had no idea what to do.
My solution was what General Patton would say is "advancing in another direction." In other words, I retreated. I didn't call quite as often, cut back on the dates, and racked my brains trying to figure a way out of this and into the priesthood or some other celibate profession where I wouldn't have to worry about these things.
Luckily Condo Hunter sensed my apprehension and the fact that I wasn't as "into this as she was." She gave me an out and I took it. I don't know if she ever got that condo or someone to live in it with her, but luckily it wasn't me.
Until next time - here's to truth in advertising!
AirForceKush - aka - The Arctic Fox
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