The Drive Thru Ditcher

So a recent sequence of events have demanded that I start my blog back into circulation. I have decided to take on a challenge of 30 dates in 3 months and document the experiences.
So far....it's pretty unbelievable.

I went out with "DTD" about 2 weeks ago to Cheesecake Factory.We met online and found out that his pictures were not exactly accurate representation. We didn't have any chemistry...he seemed pretty serious and non responsive to my playyful, sarcastic nature...boo.

I gave him the polite turn down explanation over the phone the next day that he was a great guy but I wasn't feeling a connection. He proceeded to pursue me over the next two weeks and asking for another chance/date.

So last night, after another request for a date, I informed him that I was driving into LA to drop off some flowers and asked if he wanted to ride along. He eagerly accepted and I picked him at a neutral location.

We made it about 20 minutes into our trip when I stopped off to pick up some food in a drive thru. So far...everything seemed fine...conversation was a little slow, but we caught up on our work life, talked about my birthday weekend adventures, discussed my flower side-work etc ....As I'm pulling up to the speaker to order my food, he says "hey, I'm gonna run in to the bathroom really quick before we get on the road". I told him I would pull around to the door to pick him up.

I get my order, pull around and start to eat. After about 10 minutes of waiting, I start to wonder if this guy's gonna make it. 40 minutes later some gangsta rode up on a bike, went into the bathroom, then came right out. So I open my window and asked him if anybody was in the bathroom when he was in there...he said "NO...why?"......"you're fucking kidding me, right?"

I run inside the restaurant....ask some other guy to go in and look, He opens the door....looks around and...NOPE! I actually got DITCHED BY A DATE IN DRIVE-THRU!!!

I start calling and texting this dude, hoping that by some luck he got picked up by INS and is being shipped across the border at that very moment, hopefully in some very small, non-air conditioned shipping container. I got no response from the texts and the 2 rings then voicemail, which lets you know he was declining my call.

So finally I leave a message....what are you fucking 12?!?!?!? I tell you I'm not feeling it to begin with, so what's the big deal with saying your not down with hanging out...I'll drop you off at your car. SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL!!! I've been told guys don't like confrontation, but this has to be the most ridiculous act of avoidance I have ever heard.

Someone please explain to me how I attract these types of guys!