Eating + First Date = Not an Ideal Situation
I met up with FriendsterGirl yesterday for lunch. I got to the place a few minutes early and she followed not long after. In short, she looked good. Blond, blue eyes, cute face and very tall. She was dressed up in a dark skirt and white blouse (love that look!), and looked well put together. Walking to our table, I couldn’t help notice that she pretty much towered over me (I’m 5’10”); doesn’t really bother me, but not sure if it’s a big factor for her.
Lunch was good. The conversation seemed to flow pretty well, although I think that things went a little more smoothly on my date last week with The Gatekeeper. I will admit, however, that I hate eating with someone I’ve never met. Trying to time eating with talking is a pain in the ass because it tends to break up the conversation and make for some uncomfortable moments. I think drinks are definitely the way to go on a first date. Overall, though, I would say that things went fairly well and I would probably go out with her again.
Finally, a successful first date
The Gatekeeper and I were supposed to meet up at 7:00 for drinks at a nearby bar. When I confirmed my plans with her earlier in the night, she told me that she was going to get there a few minutes early and be waiting at the bar. This was, of course, because she had no recollection of what I looked like. At any rate, I showed up at the place right on time and started cruising the bar looking for my date. I made a full pass without seeing anyone who looked like what I remembered her looking like. There was one girl sitting by herself at the bar, but I was pretty sure she wasn't who I was looking for. Crap, I thought to myself, just how intoxicated was I that night? I decided that before I made an ass of myself with this random girl at the bar, I should at least do a quick pass around the outside patio area, just in case she had chosen to sit out there.
I stepped outside and had a look around. In one corner of the patio, a girl was sitting by herself, nursing a beer; a girl that looked much closer to what I remembered The Gatekeeper looking like. I walked over, we exchanged nervous "hello's" and I took my seat across the table from her. She looked good, very cute and personable. I was a little nervous at first, and I could hear myself talking pretty fast and generally displaying diarrhea of the mouth symptoms. As the night continued, however, I calmed down quite a bit and actually had a pretty good time. The conversation went pretty well; there were no huge lulls to speak of. We actually ended up having quite a few things in common.
I'd planned the night out so that we wouldn't spend too much time together--just enough to determine if there was going to be a second date. Since I liked what I saw and we seemed to click, I decided to call it a night after about an hour and a half. Borrowing a little something from the world of comedians, I walked off the stage just as things were reaching their peak.
I escorted her out to her car and told her that I would be in touch. We hugged and said goodnight, which was kind of an ironic way to end the date since we'd already kissed. But, then again, she doesn't remember that either.
Tomorrow, I'm scheduled to meet up with FriendsterGirl for lunch. Updates forthcoming.
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.
Time for a new dating medium
As promised earlier, part of my new dating regime was to include on-line dating. Tomorrow night, I will take my first crack at it. I registered myself on
Friendster a while back, but I hadn't tried using it for anything besides finding old friends. About a week ago, some girl started messaging me from out of the blue. I looked up her profile and she appeared to be quite attractive, so I emailed her back. We continued to exchange messages, but email tends to be somewhat limiting (and sterile) as far as conversation goes. So, rather than continue a strictly online friendship, I suggested that we meet up for drinks. She was quite receptive to the idea and sent me her phone number. I spoke with her briefly last night and we set up a date for tomorrow night. Hopefully all will go well and the internet will once again prove itself as my friend.
Disclaimer: The stories contained within this website are for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to something that actually happened is purely coincidental. All names used are purely fictional, just like the characters they represent.
