It’s been a few months since I’ve update (geez, really?) so let me see if I can do a condensed update…After delightful Dan, I decided that perhaps it’s time I take a break from dating. That lasted for a little bit, before meeting Matt ( a copywriter) whom I dated very briefly, then an old frat guy from FSU who was nice…but wet dish rag personality, and then more recently…John the firefighter. John is a weird case, because there was a ton of physical chemistry. In some respects, even though we had met a few times, I figured when we actually went on a date there would be nothing to say.
Turned out he was actually quite smart, genuine and all around appeared to be a nice guy. I didn’t want to sound like a jerk, but I had to ask…why on earth are you single? You’re a firefighter, you have perfect teeth and eyes I’d love to jump into. Help me understand! He went on to compliment me before saying that he just usually meets “trash,” which is why he’s always hesitant to meet people in bars.
He went on to say he rarely drinks, watches TV, etc and is also not an overly obnoxious health nut. John seemed relatively perfect…which always means, there’s a catch! We spent five hours at a Starbucks, with a constant flow of conversation. It might have been the first time I’d felt a genuine connection with anyone in a long…long…LONG time. There was a guy who sat down quite some time after we’d been there, and he was an older guy who set up a laptop, mouse pad and some intricate looking mouse for “people who are serious about doing computer work.” He was sitting on Johns side, and periodically, I’d see John’s eyes wander over to the screen. He’d laugh, look back and mouth “oh..my…GOD” to me. Eventually the dude next to us went inside and I asked, “What’s so funny??”
He replies, “The guy next to us is playing a World Of Warcraft!” I laugh, and he looks at me and gets very serious…
“Hey, this isn’t you dad, is it?”
“What? NO that’s not my Dad.”
“I’m just saying, that would be super clever. Like he was here to make sure I was a good dude, and make sure his little girl is ok.”
“I can assure you…that’s not my Dad.”
“Ok…” And he lets it go. Temporarily.
“He’s really looking at me funny…” he says.
The guy can’t hear him because he’s wearing industrial sized headphones.
“John honestly…I can’t make you believe it’s not my dad if you think it is.”
“No no no…you’re right. He’s probably not.”
The conversation went on, and as the night was coming to a partial close/relocation as Starbucks was closed for over 2 hours now and it was only us…and this guy. I decided that since John had already picked up on my humor, and we were sort of already in the “easy part” of the date, I’d mess with him…because that’s the mature, caring individual I am.
“Are you ready to get out of here?”
“Yes, it’s best…it’s 12:30 and the only other person here is this guy.”
“Don’t worry, I’d protect you.”
“Oh that won’t be necessary,” I reply as we stand up.
“Have a good night kids,” the guy says, indicating he’s probably been able to hear us the WHOLE time.
“GOODNIGHT DAD!” I look back and yell. The guy was momentarily confused, John thought he was about to die, and I had a good laugh. The way I see it…everyone won!
Mibubootybobaynashanana
October 21st, 2010
First off, VERY cool to meet someone that you can have such an awesome connection with. It’s pretty rare these days to meet someone that you can talk to for an extended period of time without wanting to smack them upside the head with their own hand. Even more cool that he also had eyes you could just jump into…
Very well played to be your mature and caring self by messing with him! LOL
But wow… your dad? Really?! Do people really do that? Have their dad “chaperone” their date whilst under the guise of a random War of Warcraft junky in a coffee shop? LOL Frankly, I’d be more amazed at the fact that someone so immersed in a fantasy land would even have children at all!
YikesMaster
October 21st, 2010
Ha! Well now it’s different. That’s done. That was just our first official date. He had a whollllle bunch of issues, and I didn’t have enough tissues. But…all was good for a short time
Apparently, people do that. I just love messing with people, what can I say?