But don't worry.  I still have things to talk about.  I need to recap my 2nd date with F.  
So after the constant need for dates from Chapter 2 of the saga with F, I ended up with a 2nd date a week later with F.  He suggested dinner and a movie - I agreed.  We talked on the phone and set up that we would me at a local restaurant that is between our houses (closer to mine but I'm still not exactly sure where he lives).  So I'm there at the appointed time - he's alittle late.   I'm thinking this isn't a good sign, but he comes.  (Oh and he's wearing a wrinkled long-sleeve t-shirt with some martial arts stuff on it.  Gee!  Did I wake you up from your nap?)  We put our name in and sit at the bar and get drinks.  
We just start talking -- just casual conversation.  He pretty quickly brings back up the topic of "You seem busy".  I still haven't figured out what he's trying to get at and what is the answer he wants to hear.  But I'm honest.  I say well I do work Monday through Friday and he agreed that made sense (I got a laugh).  And I pointed out that I had actually just told him that I had spent most of the afternoon just relaxing at my house, watching the movie Juno and napping. So I'm not sure how busy I really am.  Looking back I think it might have just been an excuse he was using not to see me again.  Really I don't know.  I just knew we weren't communicating on the same wavelength.
We eventually got a table.  And we ordered food and were talking.  The weird thing that came up in conversation was the surgery that I had when I was 13.  I've told people about it before - that's not a biggie.  But he really wanted to know about why I had it and what it was.  It was kind of an awkward conversation.  I was alittle uncomfortable talking so in depth about it.  
Anyway....we finish around 8:30 and he follows me to the movie theater.  Another sign that this isn't going well.  A few miles down the road, we get there.  We walk in and decide what to see - an action flick.  And then it starts - once we get down the escalator, he's walking in front of me.  I try to catch up but I can't.  My legs aren't that long.  So I'm following.  I think "No biggie - maybe he doesn't realize".  On the way out, same thing - he's ahead of me.  I try to catch up but there's no way so I just trail behind.  And it's like that all the way back to the car.  This has never happened to me.  I can see all these couples walking side-by-side out of the theater.  I'm not sure how this is going to end at my car, but a few sentences and some guys want to get into the car next to us so we say a quick goodbye and he's off to his car.
I haven't heard from him since then and I haven't tried to contact him.  Whatever he's looking for, I'm not it.  And he's not it for me.  At least I feel like I tried to communicate better.  Sometimes you're just not on the same wavelength.
Alright - I need to read this article about women and how hormones affect the men they are attracted to.  Research...
And I have to submit another recipe to the contest - you are allowed one per day so I have one more for country style ribs.
 
 
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