Don't Be a Disposal Well

Nicole met this guy named David through a mutual friend at a birthday get-together. They hit it off from the get go, talked the whole night and exchanged numbers. They ended up seeing each other the very next day to eat and see a movie. Things were going great. David was a good looking guy, an engineer for a leading oil & gas company, nice car, great sense of style, very attentive and could carry on a conversation.

He managed to only say 1 weird thing on that 1st date… OK, you know how sometimes someone might make a comment like “don’t be a playa hater” or “don’t be such a scaredy cat” or “don’t be so naïve”? (or “Don’t be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood” – lol) Well while they were talking, this fool said “don’t be a disposal well”. Ummmm….. I don’t get it. (It came apparent to everyone later that he feels the need to constantly remind everyone that he’s an engineer and that he works for an oil company.)

During the following week David made Nicole a cheesecake (her favorite dessert) and even went to a friend’s housewarming with her that Friday. And that’s when things started going totally wrong…..

So, instead of the usual intense game of Taboo, the group decided to do something different. Everyone wrote down topics (anonymously) that they wanted to talk about on a piece of paper. Then they were drawn out 1 by 1 and discussed by the group. As to be expected, there were topics pulled out that dealt with race, dating, men vs. women, religion, etc. But as the fabulous hostess pulled the next topic, she got a real puzzled look on her face. The piece of paper just said “HVAC”. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Apparently no one else in the room got it either. Later we found out that David was the one who had written it. Okay weirdo. Is that some engineering technical term? Nobody wants to talk about that stuff at a party.

While at the party, the group started talking about their company party coming up the following Friday. That’s when she asked him if he would like to go. He said yes. They were talking on the phone Sunday about what they had planned the rest of the week. He starts talking about how he was taking a half day of vacation on Friday because he had to go out of town. (Nicole paused… “Wait a minute. Back up. Did he just say he’s going out of town on Friday?”) So she says “Um, so I guess that means you’re not going to the party with me on Friday.” And he says “I guess not.”

What is this dude’s problem? So, when was he going to tell her? He had more than ample opportunity to say to her “By the way… I’m really sorry about this, but I won’t be able to go to the party with you anymore. I just found out I have to go out of town.” But those words, to this day, still have not come out of his mouth. Boooooooo!

Now who knows what really happened. Was he just totally intimidated by this fabulous sista who has it together? Did their mutual friend tell David some lies trying to playa hate? Who knows? But what we do know is that THIS BOY IS WACK!