Dear Mr. Rich Guy

I met Mr. Rich Guy online. I actually didn't think he was rich. I did know that he was VERY muscular and so I assumed he would be kind of full of himself. I actually found the exact opposite to be true.

Dear Mr. Rich Guy,

I remember sitting in my car waiting for you to arrive at the Thai food place. It was a place I had been wanting to try for a while and you were so nice to try it with me and be adventurous. You pulled around the corner in this very shiny, very new BMW. Black, sleek, hard top convertible I think you said? And then... I began to put it all together. The dodgers games you "had to go to" for work, the nice after work drinks ect. And then you stepped out, nice shirt, nice watch...okay. I get it.

But then! You completely surprised me with your very sweet demeanor. You didn't have a hint of arrogance. You were just a good old nice guy. We talked about our families and how much we loved them. we talked about careers and life goals. We joked about the boat and the atv and the truck you were going to buy. I could tell that you hated the food. The way you eat is so funny to me. You don't really favor the way things taste. You make a big meal and eat it all week. Chicken and vegetables, small portions of the same thing over and over again and several times a day. Very regulated. But, you ventured to try the spicy green curry I ordered and you tried to be nice even though you hated that too. I think you might have coughed on the spice and after that you drank a lot of water. The thing that bothered me was how you kept making comments about getting my autograph because I'll be a big deal someday. Except you made that comment like seven times and it got a little annoying and it made me think there was some kind of an insecurity there. Anyway, it was a very lovely evening.

For me, it was the lack of imagination. An imagination is something I have always valued in a man. A man with goals and ideas, a man who isn't satisfied with where he is, who can create something fun, who always wants to learn and grow. Basically, a man who doesn't think in terms of his limitations, but of the possibilities. You would have been satisfied to go through life with your giant house, fancy cars, fancy vacations, a nice wife, two kids and a dog. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that; it is merely the exact opposite of what I want out of life. I need something deeper, more adventurous. In short, you were boring to me. However, you will be some girl's dreamboat someday.... and you're not hard on the eyes haha.

We said a very nice cordial goodbye in the parking lot. You were all-around quite the gentleman. And, honestly, I dreaded the text you would send later that night about how much fun you had. To my relief, you never texted me again, which does make things easier. You probably sensed that I was young and wild and probably too exhausting for your taste. So we both agreed it wouldn't work and we didn't even have to say anything haha. I love it when that happens! Actually, this was the only time that happened hehe, so thanks!

Sincerely,

The "starving" actress