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Kelowna man returns to Ireland to find young woman from cafe to propose to her

25 Sep

Oh dude, don’t.  Quit while you’re ahead.

A B.C. dentist has embarked on a quixotic quest to find – and marry – a young  Irish woman he bumped into at a café while on vacation last year.

In July 2011, Sandy Crocker, 34, was eating breakfast in the Irish tourist  town of Ennistymon with his brother when he noticed a “striking” lady at a  neighbouring table. He waited until she had finished her meal to strike up a  conversation, but only long enough to chat about the weather and ask directions  to a local landmark.

“She never left my mind, so I decided why not go back and try to find her?”  he told the Irish Sun this week.

“Maybe it’s a shot in the dark, but if it is meant to be, if it’s fate, then  I might bump into her walking down the street or in a shop somewhere.”

The Kelowna dentist started his search this month in the rural County Clare,  where Ennistymon is located. Soon, he plans to move on to Cork and Belfast. His  elusive love interest is described as an Irish woman in her midtwenties with  freckles and reddish brown hair.

An Irishwoman with reddish-brown hair and freckles?  Well, that certainly narrows it down, doesn’t it?

On Wednesday, U.K. bookmaker Ladbrokes, Ireland, assigned 50/1 odds on Mr.  Cocker marrying the mystery lady, giving it a 4/5 chance that she is already  married. “It’s definitely a long shot travelling 8,000 kilometres to woo an  anonymous Irish girl with red hair and freckles, but there’s a good chance Sandy  could steal another Irish lady’s heart during his visit, so we’re offering 10/1  that he meets his future wife here,” said Ladbrokes spokeswoman Hayley O’Connor.

A guy that beta?  And how would he explain his trip to some other Irishwoman?  “Oh, I was looking for someone else, but I’d be happy to settle for you instead!”  FAIL.  Ladbrokes should give him only 100/1 odds, if that…

It is a bit “old-fashioned” to assume that a twenty-something Irish woman  would be single and ready to marry, wrote a young County Clare woman in an email  to the Post, asking that her name be withheld.

Indeed; the Irish have ditched the faith, and embraced the rest of the West’s notions of ‘progress’.

She also noted Mr. Crocker’s description is a bit vague. “If [he] had said  red then that would have narrowed down the population. Reddish brown? Not so  much!”

Exactly.

The unusual story has received wide play in Irish radio and newspapers. “I  think everybody’s quite shocked by it,” said Ciara Cummins, an account executive  with Ladbrokes, noting that the occasional commenter has described Mr. Crocker  as a “stalker.”

“He’s not technically a stalker unless she wants no part of him – obsessive  to be sure,” said Don Dutton, a domestic violence researcher at the University  of British Columbia.

“[She] might perceive him as a stalker – given that his perception of her is  based on so little information – on the other hand, she might feel flattered and  important to have had such an impact on someone,” said Kathryn Guthrie, an  Ottawa marriage and family therapist.

No, you were right the first time, Miss Guthrie; she’ll find him ‘creepy’, and not without reason, either…

Mr. Crocker’s dating profile at PlentyofFish.com (titled “Missing Person Please Help”)  details his July 2011 meeting with the mystery woman, including how he spent  hours searching for her through Ennistymon after their brief chat.

“My breath was taken away to the point of near suffocation. – She was gentle,  graceful, the kind of girl who would enter a shoe store and leave with brown  boots, [whose] mother probably thought blue glass was pretty and still  collectible,” he wrote.

The same dating profile also lists the results of Mr. Crocker’s online  “chemistry test,” noting that his lack of self-control makes him uniquely  susceptible to following his intuitions and to “give in to – temptations.”

No kidding…

It’s a lovely story – but the reality is that the woman is not a real woman  but a delicious confection,” wrote Montreal family therapist Vikki Stark in an  email.

“This story underlies what we therapists know – that relationships so often  germinate from an idealized vision of who you want the person to be,” she  added.

No doubt.

Speaking to the Sun, Mr. Crocker said he had prepared himself for the  possibility that she was already married.

“If I meet her again and it turns out she is married to a nice fella – the  kind of guy who gives her a hug if she is crying before he asks her what’s wrong  – then I don’t think I would have a problem with that.”

Put your balls in a vice, already; you’re done!

Reading this story was almost as painful as this Swingers scene was to watch the first time (and still is):

 
36 Comments

Posted by on September 25, 2012 in Canada, you can't make this shit up

 

36 responses to “Kelowna man returns to Ireland to find young woman from cafe to propose to her

  1. Daniel de León

    September 25, 2012 at 7:49 pm

    Aww oneitis at first sight.*vomit*

     
  2. Will S.

    September 25, 2012 at 7:51 pm

    Exactly!

     
  3. Svar

    September 25, 2012 at 8:16 pm

    My thoughts on the matter can be summed up by this:

    8=======================================D

     
  4. Will S.

    September 25, 2012 at 8:20 pm

    Ah, we missed you, Svar. 🙂

     
  5. Daniel de León

    September 25, 2012 at 8:23 pm

    He’s slacking though. I was expecting a picture of testicles drawn with blue font.

     
  6. Will S.

    September 25, 2012 at 8:25 pm

    Ha! 🙂

     
  7. DC Al Fine

    September 25, 2012 at 8:27 pm

    Go home son. Just go home.

     
  8. Will S.

    September 25, 2012 at 8:32 pm

    Exactly.

     
  9. El Bastardo

    September 25, 2012 at 11:26 pm

    Better yet; never leve your mommy’s house son; if you are a doctor/dentist and need to do this much you are probably wasting your time?! You can also tell your mom to give her silverware and china to any other siblings or girlfriends she might have-because the chica is going without grandkids if you are the only child.

    Dr. Bastardo: “Somebody shoot that man a bottle of red pills with an IV Stat! Nusre! Get over here; first, remember to meet me after surgery in the back room (pats that arse), next, give em the scalpel-I’m going in.”

    Sexy Nurse: “Oh doctor, he is a completely lost cause, why are you such a sucker for charity cases anyways? I need you NOW!”

    Dr. Bastardo: “you are most likely right nurse, you do need me badly right now (pats her on the arse again), this is a most likely hopeless case; but I will give it one more bottle size dose of red pill, and………….?” Nothing; this one is merely a beta shell of a corpse! Stick a fork in’em! We’re done here. You and I on the other hand 8===========================D”

    Sexy Nurse: Ouch, pull my hair; Oh……….(To Be continued in another not so exciting episode of “why betas don’t get laid!”)

     
  10. Will S.

    September 25, 2012 at 11:38 pm

    🙂

     
  11. Chris

    September 26, 2012 at 12:25 am

    Two comments:

    1. It might be that she was the first woman he saw who is not Canadian sized (Or NZ sized: we have just as big a problem with obesity. Hence oneitis.
    2. Svar, does herr doktor have any words of wisdom? Apart from go home… before you get arrested by the Coven of Fenian Feminists.

     
  12. Will S.

    September 26, 2012 at 12:28 am

    Our womenfolk here are a mix; not all fat, not all skinny; some of both.

     
  13. Svar

    September 26, 2012 at 10:20 am

    “Svar, does herr doktor have any words of wisdom? Apart from go home… before you get arrested by the Coven of Fenian Feminists.”

    Indeed, he does. My words of wisdom to this man would be this: 8===================D

    As in, get one.

     
  14. Will S.

    September 26, 2012 at 1:21 pm

    So, Svar, how do you say that orally (no pun intended), i.e. in spoken form in a conversation, frinstance? 😉

     
  15. Aurini

    September 26, 2012 at 1:49 pm

    I feel bad for him. This is what happens when romance is taught to a generation through asinine rom-coms.

     
  16. Will S.

    September 26, 2012 at 2:03 pm

    Indeed.

     
  17. electricangel1978

    September 26, 2012 at 2:23 pm

    Oh, that phone call sequence is painful!

     
  18. Will S.

    September 26, 2012 at 3:01 pm

    Isn’t it just? I cringed; I almost wanted to shut the movie off, when I saw it the first time.

     
  19. Svar

    September 26, 2012 at 3:23 pm

    Very simple, Will. I would tell this man, “You know how in the movies they tell you to listen to your heart? Well, the movies are made by fruitcakes. Real men listen to their balls(INSERT ascii penis for internet convos). Grow a pair.”

     
  20. Will S.

    September 26, 2012 at 3:26 pm

    Ah, I see. Fair ’nuff. 🙂

     
  21. David Collard

    September 26, 2012 at 4:32 pm

    Every man has a dream girl. They are not real. This man is pursuing a mirage.

    Hello, Svar. How have you been?

    I am glad you find DH amusing. I won’t speak to her myself.

     
  22. Svar

    September 26, 2012 at 5:27 pm

    Been doing well, DC. How about you?

    “I am glad you find DH amusing. I won’t speak to her myself.”

    I’m glad you’re enjoying the spectacle. She really amuses me. I find it hilarious that she doesn’t realize how foolish she is.

     
  23. David Collard

    September 26, 2012 at 5:56 pm

    Svar, what women never understand is that diminishing their husbands diminishes them. The women I genuinely respect are those that respect their husbands.

     
  24. Svar

    September 26, 2012 at 5:59 pm

    “The women I genuinely respect are those that respect their husbands.”

    Same here.

     
  25. Will S.

    September 27, 2012 at 2:16 pm

    This is hilarious; we got spam on this that reads:

    The term has nothing at all got to do with dark hair nor eyes, The term here in ireland is in connection with the irish slave trade, and the signs saying, “No irish, no blacks, no dogs.” We are known as the blacks of europe, purely on racist terms. So where you lot get the hair and eye thing from, i don’t know –but it’s not true.

    It looks like the spambot is presumably referencing the term ‘black Irish’, though it’s quite incorrect in whatever passage it’s repasting from elsewhere. And it isn’t a real commenter, because it links back to some foreign-language site selling something (and I don’t mean Gaelic; I mean some other language, quite unconnected).

     
  26. Svar

    September 27, 2012 at 2:58 pm

    Are spambots that advanced that they can imitate the bitchiness of a troll?

     
  27. Will S.

    September 27, 2012 at 3:38 pm

    No, I was right; it’s cut and paste from elsewhere: scroll down to Post #69 on this:

    http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-black-irish.htm

    So, the spammers simply lifted that whole paragraph, and pasted it into their spam. Clever, but not clever enough; we didn’t discuss ‘black Irish’ here.

     
  28. electricangel1978

    September 27, 2012 at 4:26 pm

    And here I thought Gaelic was an Irish queer thing…

     
  29. David Collard

    September 27, 2012 at 6:50 pm

    Spambots are getting more clever. I think what they do is do a kind of search on keywords, find a slab of text and stick it in as a comment.

     
  30. Will S.

    September 27, 2012 at 8:04 pm

    @ EA: {Groan} 🙂

    @ DC: There’s tremendous variation in spam these days, I find; some say things that look semi-coherent at first glance, but really aren’t, while other ones spout gibberish where only groups of a few words make any sense together.

     
  31. David Collard

    September 27, 2012 at 8:56 pm

    Some of the spam comments I have received recently have been so interesting I have let them through.

     
  32. Will S.

    September 27, 2012 at 9:08 pm

    Yes, I’ve noticed, and made some funny posts out of them.

    Mark Shea (Catholic and Loving It) has recently done similarly.

     

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