Okay, so where to even begin with this one?
As you may have seen, I posted a mid-date update that things were going very well. We were clicking, flirting, laughing, he was complimenting me, saying that I was awesome, I wanted to make out with him…all in all, a good time for all.
Shortly after that, I got my first red flag: at one point he called me a prude because we were discussing numbers of sex partners (part of the truth or dare thing). Listen, asshole, the fact that I’ve only slept with one person does not make me a prude, and the fact that you’ve slept with 27 does not make you a slut. If he’d left it at “I like you but I think we might be sexually incompatible because I don’t start a relationship unless I’m sleeping with someone and you don’t sleep with someone unless you’re in a relationship,” that would have been fine. But throwing in the judgment on what that makes me? Nope nope nope.
THEN, he brought up religion (bad first date topic), and how he’s agnostic. Okay, no major problems from me - I have friends of all faiths, and while I’d ideally like to meet a partner who shares my religion, I guess it’s not really a deal-breaker for me. The ex was Buddhist, I thought the Peruvian was agnostic until I saw him saying thanks for his food one day, so I don’t even know what his religious status was…Anyway, that’s a long-winded way of saying I’m open to hearing and respecting other people’s beliefs, and I don’t force my own beliefs down other people’s throats. That…was not the case with this guy. He went on for THIRTY MINUTES about how Christianity “has its place in keeping the sheep in line” and “you people always want to shove your beliefs down everyone else’s throats” and “I still fear your God and that’s why I’m agnostic, once I stop fearing Him I’ll be an atheist” and “you’re telling everyone who doesn’t believe what you do that they’re going to hell” and on and on and on and on. Every time I tried to get a word in edgewise - “I don’t shove my beliefs down anyone’s throat,” “my faith is important to me because,” “yeah, I agree there are problems with organized religion, it’s not perfect by any means, but,” - he would cut me off and continue on his own diatribe. A couple of times I stated that he was being VERY preachy and condescending, and he “apologized,” and then kept going with it. After a while of this, I just sat there, looking off into the distance, obviously uncomfortable, not responding, not looking at him, and planning my exit strategy.