Ulterior Motives

I met this guy through a dating site and in his profile it said he was 35 (at the time I was 25). I had just moved to the city and was excited to meet people. He was from Australia and he looked very attractive in his photos. We emailed each other for about a week before deciding to meet up. He worked in fashion and it was a busy time for them so we just decided on coffee.
He told me to meet him in front of his job. As I walked up I saw a guy there. He looked vaguely familiar. I thought this cannot be him. This guy had a head FULL of grey hair; the guy online had dark hair. Ok, whatever, it’s distinguished like Anderson Cooper. I got closer and, wow, this guy was ABSOLUTELY NOT 35. His profile photos were at least ten years old if they were a day. He saw me and smiled - I then had a flashback and noticed something else: he was not smiling in any of his photos and now I knew why. Eek. I thought to myself, well, it’s just coffee and he may be a great guy. This is a new me and I’m not going to be shallow about this.
So we got coffee and were having pretty great conversation. I was thinking, I can look past this, I really can. Then he reached over, took my hand, and started talking about marriage. Huh? He wasn’t specifically talking marriage to me, just marriage in general – but on a first date it’s still a weird subject. I wanted to get up and leave but, damn my good manners, I stayed. Thank goodness this was only coffee and he was on a break from work, which he had to get back to.
We talked a few more times on the phone; he still kept bringing up marriage and trying to get me to come to his house. It slowly started to dawn on me that he probably needed a green card.


