Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

Category 1: Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

When a guy starts off the in Liar, Liar Pants on Fire category, he really doesn't need any other category because you have already established a deal breaker.  Accept that as fact, and you will save yourself some time. 

Liar Liar contacted me online.  The same day he started instant messaging me.  He was funny, developed a little banter back and forth, and seemed normal.  We instant messaged for a few days.  He had a decent job in some supervisory/managerial position at some sort of plant.  The facts are a little fuzzy, but you get the picture.

On his profile, he had listed his age, height, educational level, body type, as all profiles require.  At one point while messaging with him, I had look back to see that he had a degree and asked where he finished college.

At this point we need a little mood music of impending doom.....dum, dum, duuuuuuum!!!!

BIG RED FLAG

"Well, I didn't 'technically' finish college.  I have about 25 credits to go." 

Ok, well, maybe he's in school, so he is "technically" almost done.  Nope!  He was not in school, hadn't been back since he left (more than 15 years ago) and had no plans to return.  And 25 hours to go is not really even almost...that's two semesters.

Now the point of this little story is less about the fact that he didn't finish school (although as noted in previous posts, I do prefer someone educated) and more about the fact that he lied about it.  And the use of the word "technically" is just cammoflouge for "I'm telling you a lie right this very minute."  There is no "technically" about it.  You either finished or you didn 't.  The End. 

The question at this point becomes what is a little white lie, is a little white lie ok, and how far do you go to find out the real story.  The answer is that it is not about the one small lie, it is the lie that indicates there may be more of those suckers out there.  It really only takes one of these dates to figure this out.

Because I was early in the dating experience at this point, brace yourself, I went on the date.  I told myself that maybe it wasn't that big of a deal, "technically" he hadn't finished, blah, blah, blah.  It was just a little blip on his profile.  What I realized is that knowing that he would lie about something so simple and so unnecessary, what else would he lie about?  The entire relationship that was all of one date was tainted with wondering if even the simple stories he told were truth.  And I started to realize that if I can't take him at his word, then how will I know if he has a business lunch with that woman or if they really have a frequent banger card at the Motel 6...

On another note, the date itself had multiple other red flags.  We went to a bar to get a drink to start.  Then we went for hibachi, then back to the same bar for another drink.  The guy was a fish.  I don't think I have ever seen someone drink so much in such a short time.  I am pretty sure that if the date hadn't been trumped by the Liar Liar moniker, he would have been undone by the I am in desperate need a 12-step program category.  In the end I didn't want to ride with him.  I insisted that he let me drive which was not an easy feat..he was turning into an angry drunk.  I drove myself home, let myself in and thought of the BIG RED FLAG I ignored.  They are there for a reason, people, let's all remember to use them.