All guys want to hear the words, “take me home”. But in this case, the conversation would have gone more like:
Me: “Take me home…”
Guy: “Ok, cool”
Me: “No, I mean my home…”
Based on my previous posts, I know you’re thinking, “Yeesh girl, give the guy a chance!” And I am! I promise!
I AM going out with him again.
SECOND DATE ALERT! SECOND DATE ALERT!
So what does this mean? It means this evening didn’t go so badly. After we got into the restaurant, we were seated by a nice window overlooking the marina. Well, okay, his seat was facing the waterfront. My view was a broken down boathouse and my date.
So let’s talk about him.
He at least LOOKED like his eHarmony picture, although I’m beginning to think guys lie about their height like girls like about their weight. So I guess the common rule would be to add or subtract 30% in either case.
He ordered an appetizer which I hated, so I had to put my acting/miming skills to use and pretend to dip the chip I was holding into the pink, squishy seafood dip. Blech.
It seemed to take forever for him to make a choice via the menu, but I’m typically no different, so I can’t judge. It’s only the fact that there was one thing on the menu under 600 calories, so we went with that – dressing on the side.
Conversation was really slow at first, and I mean really slow. With a lot of silences in between. At least eHarmony date #1 was good at keeping up the conversation even if it was boring. But he relaxed as the dinner went on (the beer probably helped) and we started chatting back and forth about his job and his hockey league and my defending my favourite shows on Netflix (if you need a good rec, Once Upon a Time is like the fairytale version of How to Solve a Murder. SO GOOD!) Wow, I used capitals and exclamation marks there, it’s a little sad that I’m more passionate about a tv show than my evening with a potential partner. But that just goes to show you how good the show is, and how lacklustre I found the date. Even so, he did have a couple things going for him.
He was steadily employed, had a car, had a decent friends group with whom he played hockey on the weekends (so cute, boys and their sports…) AND he didn’t physically repulse me. So I’m counting that as a win!
Evidently, I impressed him too as he was quick to follow up and suggest a second date. And I agreed, especially after he called my outfit ‘pretty hot’. I am a real sucker for a compliment…must work on that and self esteem. See texts below:
But honestly? Although I WANT this to work out, I have that same niggling feeling, and I know in my heart of hearts that we’re not a match. But I also don’t want my family and friends to think I just dismiss every guy after a first date and not give them a second chance once they’ve got over their nervousness of a first date.
So we’ll see. But I can’t help thinking that our next time together will be one of goodbyes. That’s why I suggested going out the day after he asked. Because I didn’t want to spend the week waiting for what I kind of knew would be the inevitable. See? I told you I had that nasty fear of commitment. But I’m going, I’m going…but I’m also probably leaving.