A Lotta Nerve...A Lotta Lotta Nerve (1)

Today, I had lunch with the 43-yo twice divorced father of three from Wilmington, North Carolina. I had actually already eaten. Well, I had been grazing all day. But when this man, who is paying child support on a set of twin 5-year-olds, texted with the lunch inquiry, I agreed to go for company. He walked me all the way to 13th & G in the rain. When he found out I had leftovers (roast turkey, crescent roll, greens, mashed potatoes, and a hunk of rum cake) from Christmas dinner, he said "you should have asked me to come to your desk for lunch." I said "oh, I didn't bring enough for two." He quickly remarked "oh that would have been ok, you could have just kept me company while I ate." Unbelieveable. When we got to the pizza joint, he asked me if he could borrow a dollar. I told him no! Unbelieveable. Then, during the lunch, we discussed new years eve plans. When I told him about a past NYE when I went out with a big group of single girlfriends and how depressing that was, he had the goddam nerve to ask me "well why aren't you married." WTF?!?!?!?!?! I don't get it. I don't understand. I should have said what was really on my mind which was "because I don't want to get some asshole like you." But no, I said why arent you married? He says "well I was". He is such a dumb ass and such a person who likes to "argue" (yet does it poorly with very flawed arguments) that he didn't even realize he wasn't answering the question. Why aren't you married? is the question. Ugh. I really hate when people ask that question. It is really irritating. Then he had the goddam nerve to try to turn the conversation to sex on the walk back to the office. What a jerk. Unbelieveable.