LATE SCARED BALLERINA HORSE BROKER

I showed up 2 minutes early to meet the stockbroker. I had a weird feeling when I didn't see him there. 10 minutes later I was still standing there. He calls me and very apologetically says he was running late from work and will be here in 10 min. I was a little "eh" about the whole thing but I'm always late....

He shows up and we sit down at a table. He continues same as our conversation on the phone with talking 100 milles an hour. He talked about 90% of the conversation, didn't ask me one question. He basically sat there and bragged about his big doorman apartment with his girl roommate??

He had no manners. It was like he was in his own world and could careless about what I had to say about anything. I had to interject with things about me. Turns out he went to Carnegie Mellon undergrad (a big Hopkins Rival).

During his rantings.....he told me that during his big fancy client dinners he goes on he never orders meat or chicken because it is too scary and then continued to rant about mad cow disease and bird flu. Later in the convo I managed to squeeze in that I competed in horse shows when I was younger. He said "I couldn't pay him enough money to get on a horse. Did I see what see what happened to Christopher Reeves." I said he could just walk on the horse and not jump hurdles. He still insisted no way.

The highlight of the night was when the table of two guys sat down next to us and the boy very enthusuastically asked me, "Do you like ballet? I loooooove ballet!!" The guys started hysterical laughing and one even had to excuse himself.

At the end I thought that I was being the best date.....and before I even finish my drink he asks the busboy who hardly spoke English for the check!!! It wasn't like he was nervous because I don't have a problem with that it was more that he was in love with himself and in his own world.

I told him to have a nice weekend but I had to head home....date start 7:20....end 9:00pm.....I could not get out of there faster!!!!!!!!