Low Expectations

Ok so, let's keep in mind here that it's 9 pm on a Friday night and I am home.

I have a certain criteria when I talk to new people. Here it is:
1) must have a job
2) must have a car
3) must live on their own
4) must be tall and have an athletic build

Ok that last one is negotiable, but if I see those top 4, you have my attention.

Now lately, I haven't really wanted to meet anyone new. I've been focusing all my attention on healing my back and taking care of my son full time (my parents have been helping me due to my injury. He was here from 9 - 7 everyday and went to their house to sleep because my pain is worse at night and in the morning. He was starting to get upset over this arrangement so, mommy sucked it up with only taking pain killers then)

So, "Jay" messaged me, I thought he had met the top 4...I missed a key point, and I'll explain later. He wanted to meet RIGHT away. Oh hell no. I kept using my son as an excuse not to meet and it was true but I wasn't in any rush.

I should mention that I have a little background in journalism. I did co-op at CHYR radio and am quite good at interviewing and getting information from people. So, using those skills in prospective new dates, it was very hard to get information from Jay. When I asked what type of music he listened to... "everything". Ok... do you have a favourite band "nope I like everything.". Arg. Alright, what type of shows do you watch? "Everything"... "there's nothing that you love to watch".."no not really"...GIVE ME A BONE HERE.

My son is visiting his father this weekend and after constantly putting Jay off, I decided to go out to coffee. I really put no effort in my looks tonight since I was feeling pretty 'meh' about the whole deal and I'm glad I didn't. I had mentioned to him that yesterday I had to put new tires on my car when we spoke so... I pull up to the coffee shop and he was sitting in his truck. The first words out of his mouth was "you got used tires didn't you". Well hello to you too. He got out of his truck and ladies, I wish I could make this up:

-He was wearing jogging pants
-He was wearing a shirt with his sleeves torn off
-He smelled dirty

Okaaaay, time to run! And only if I did...
He paid for my coffee and we sat down, I learned that he was on disability due to back problems. Now, being on disability, I can't really judge that because hell, look at me. Here's the difference though, I don't plan to make a career out of it, I'm already going insane as it is.
Here's another point, obviously he's not working, why in God's name is he smelling dirty and coming on a DATE looking like he walked out of a factory?

So we started chatting and it really became an 'ex-bashing session' for him. I sat there...and just kinda nodded and had to really bite my tongue. You quickly learn, that sometimes, the ex g/f isn't as bat shit crazy as they make them out to be. We go outside and he sat there, on his cell phone, texting. Really?

After a whole one hour I took my leave, claiming hip pain as the problem. He didn't even get a hug because I really didn't want to smell like that and unfortunately, it's still burned into my nose. He messaged me 10 minutes later asking what I thought of him. I said the only thing that came into my mind that was appropriate.
"You're...nice"
"Can we be more?"
"I'm actually enjoying my single life right now"
"We can take it slow then"

No.