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November 26, 2007
Dating A Sweet Jewish Girl
I've dated a lot of women. That's maybe not something to brag about, but for better or worse, I just haven't met someone that I feel like I want to make a lifetime commitment to yet. That's fine with me because I have a lot of fun dating a variety of women, each different than the next and wonderful in their own way. I dated a sweet Jewish girl for a while, and it was one of the most fun experiences of my life. I also felt quite pleased that she had chosen me to date and not one of the Jewish singles that her mom was always trying to set her up with.
I met Ruth at a conference we had both attended for work. We had sat next to each other for the entire weekend. Neither one of us was very interested in the subject material being presented, so we ended up talking and laughing with each other the whole weekend, much to the annoyance of those around us. The conference ended on Sunday afternoon and I asked her if she would have dinner with me that evening. She told me her mother wouldn't be too happy about it, but she consented, nonetheless. She asked if I could pick her up at 8 o'clock that evening, and I agreed.
I rang her doorbell at exactly 8. When the door opened, there stood my sweet Jewish girl and her mother. Ruth was smiling, but her mother's eyes bore into me as though she were trying to set my hair on fire with her gaze. It was then I realized that this would be one of those strange dates that I would remember forever. I was very polite, introduced myself and was allowed entry to the house. For about half an hour her mother pelted me with questions, asking about my job, my health, my relationship with my mother and what I planned to do with her daughter that evening. The whole time Ruth just sat there smiling, obviously amused. All in all, it wasn't that horrible an experience, and when her mother finally relented, we went out and had a wonderful evening.
I saw Ruth a few more times, but we both realized that there would be no future to our relationship. It was too bad because I had really enjoyed the company of this sweet Jewish girl, but our family backgrounds were too different, and we resigned ourselves to that fact with no regrets, or distress. It was just the way it was and sometimes you just have to let things be. Still, I asked her out a few more times, but she continued declining dates with me, and so I finally just let it go. I had a great time with her while it lasted and I even enjoyed the chats I had with her mother. As annoying as it all may sound, what I loved about it was the fact that this woman was merely trying to make sure her daughter would settle for nothing but the best. And what could possibly be wrong with that?
Posted by MarkJohn at November 26, 2007 2:51 AM
