Dating Updates
Here’s the latest: My date last night never materialized. FriendsterGirl and I were planning on going out a little later in the evening because she had a basketball game right after work. Well, about an hour before we were supposed to meet up, I got a call on my cel phone from her telling me that she had been elbowed in the face, splitting her lip open during the game and there was blood everywhere. She continued to say, that in her current position, she probably wasn’t up for going out later. I assured her that I understood completely. She suggested that we should get together for lunch either tomorrow or the following day. I agreed, not sure if I had just been given the world’s strangest blowoff. But, as luck would have it, when I checked my messages this morning, there was one from her apologizing for not making it out and asking when I could get together for lunch.
In other news, I called up the girl from the bar last week (The Gatekeeper) a couple nights ago. When I got her on the phone, I introduced myself and, after a couple short exchanges, asked her out for drinks. She said that she was in the middle of dinner, but would give me a call back. Sure enough, she called up a while later, but I was preoccupied and thus missed the call. Figuring I was in for a good game of phone tag, I returned her call. Luckily, I got her on the line and we started talking. After about 5-10 minutes, I asked her out for drinks again and she enthusiastically accepted. We made arrangements for a time and place, talked for a couple more minutes and then, just as we’re about to say goodbye, she drops this little gem: “I know this is going to sound really bad, but I don’t actually remember you.”
“Excuse me?”
“Yeah, I was pretty drunk that night and I don’t really remember meeting you.”
At this point, I’m thinking, what the hell kind of person agrees to go out with someone that they have no recollection of. That’s like setting yourself up on a blind date with someone that you’ve picked out for yourself. Anyway, since the purpose of this site is to make for good reading, I left the plans intact. I’ll be meeting up with The Gatekeeper in a few hours. Hopefully I can remember what she looked like.
