One day, I got a bug up my butt to join in on a local radio contest. Not literally, that's gross. The grand prize was a date with one of the DJ's (you know the guy they make do all the crazy stuff on the morning show.) and a trip to Hawaii. I sent in my picture and made it into the top ten based on internet voting. yes, I stuffed the ballot box by emailing everyone I know and having them submit a vote. There was a trip to Hawaii on the line!! Plus that DJ seemed like he would be a lot of fun based on his rendition of "American Woman" as a chicken. what can I say? I like silly men!However, I had a really good feeling that I wouldn't win. There was 1 man who entered, and by the looks of him, he was quite a charactor. I figured that any man who would enter a contest like this and take the pictures he took during the photo shoot (he did not wear a bikini. I did. so somewhere, out there, there are photos of me in a bikini and barbie heels. I don't think it's as hot as it sounds, and no, I do not have copies of those pictures.) So I emailed him. and when the night of finals came along, I went, partially in case one of the other contestants didn't show, and partially to cheer him on. He won, of course. The DJ, not wanting to go on a date with a guy, sent me with him instead. (we got to know each other a little bit via online chat. I tried hitting on him that night, but he rejected me outright. apparenly, I'm too young for him although his current girlfriend is oh, 10 years younger than me. go figure. I think I have given up on hitting on men.)
The winner was interesting. He was really nice and had a great personality. i sat with his family and we all cheered loudly for him. He had a face like a cartoon. This is not an insult. I really liked his face. it had more charactor and personality than most. Plus, he was a natrual clown. he was the type of person you could imagine with his own game show.
We had a great evening, and lots of adventures that night wandering around downtown and terroroizing Dick's Last Resort. We even discussed me going to Hawaii with him, although I made it clear that it would be a friend type vacation and that I was not interested in him romantically. We stayed in touch for awhile, but our friendship faded.
It faded because he was bothered by my religion. You all know that I don't push my beliefs, and if you met me, you would never know which way I lean unless I told you. But eventually, this information comes out because it is a part ofwho I am. Just as being Christian is a part of who he is.
In his defence, he told me that it bothered him a bit, although I didn't realize how much until he stopped responding to my emails. It saddens me that he was unable to get past our differences in faith, as it is not an issue for me. A person's faith is a personal thing that cannot possibly be completely understood by another, even of the same faith. But it is worth mentioning because it was the first time that I was rejected on basis of my religious leanings. It was also the last, and I hope that it remains that way.
This post was inspired by one at www.nonfluffy.com