Real Date #1 was tonight. And, so as not to disappoint, it was very much in the style of Sunday’s meet-and-greet. Our evening started as I met him at the train station in his part of town. He held up his hand, not in greeting, but to show me a slightly bloody cut and asked me if I minded if we stopped at Walgreen’s for some bandages. I did not mind. After a careful bandage selection, we went to this odd little Moroccan/American diner. I think we might have been the only patrons of the day, or perhaps ever, ’cause the guy was more excited than he should have been to see us. He checked on us half a dozen times and brought us free soup before our meal. Anyway, good conversation; great french fries. Afterward we went back to his place (a phrase used perfectly innocently, but sounds bad) and he did some laundry. Oh yes. He had started it before meeting me (that’s how he had cut his hand apparently) and threw his clothes in the dryer. Well, okay, he didn’t throw them. He sorted them into lights and darks in separate dryers. I did not know that guys actually did that. I don’t even do that.
Nothing terribly bizarre happened after the laundry. There was a some piano playing and some kissing involved (but not at the same time like in Pretty Woman, though that would have been cool) but… eh. I don’t know. He’s nice.
Him: “What is it you do exactly?”
Me: “I basically sit at a computer all day and input numbers.”
Him: “But your ideal career would have you sitting at a computer all day inputting letters. How did that happen?”
Me: “Irony.”
Irony! HA! Too good!
Congrats on "real date #1" – that'll be the title of the episode. 🙂
Though all this would make a wonderful sitcom, it's starting to sound like a quirky indie film — something with Michael Cera and many awkward pauses. LOL.
Kidding. Sounds like you're having very REAL experiences with him. Which, from what I've HEARD of the dating world… seems rare.
Good luck!
PS
The show's theme song must be a piano (naturally) song entitled: "Ice Cream and Band-Aids".
The "inputting letters" thing is a great line – he's quick. Agreed that this is more indie movie than sitcom.
The southern belle in me (how'd she get in me? I don't know, I'm from the midwest) is suspicious that he's not treating you like the delicate flower princess that you are. It sounds suspiciously like, "I'm going to do laundry on Wednesday and squeeze a date in if I can," rather than the other way around.
I hope that for your next real date, he gets his butt on a train to your part of the city and then helps you install stereo equipment or something.
Why would he wash things together but dry them separately? I've always done things the other way around.
There was no kissing during the "Pretty Woman" piano scene. It was just sex on a piano.
LOL–I can honestly say that I've never thought of myself as a "delicate flower princess".
And there won't be any more dates. I've decided I'm not into him. And I'm not going to make myself be into him. C'est la vie.
At least you'll always have the memories…..
😉
True. If I can get an interesting blog post out of something then it is always worth it.