After multiple requests I am finally going to share a few of the dating stories that my friends have been able to hear in person. Of course names will be changed to protect the innocent (or guilty), and stories go back to last year.
Fred: We met for a drink, which turned into dinner, which turned into a walk. A great first date. He travels for work, which meant that our next interactions were phone calls on week nights. We finally had our schedules align for a second date, and he wanted to go to Revival. (For those that don’t know, Revival is a restaurant that doesn’t take reservations, and can easily have a 3 hour wait). I would have loved to go, but we arrived at 6:30 pm on a Sunday night, there was no way we were getting seated in the next 3 hours. So we went with plan B and had a nice evening at another restaurant down the road. At the end of the date there was discussions of getting together again…there were a few more phone calls with debating a time that would work, and then nothing was planned.
Mr. Movie: Plans a date for 6 pm, arrives at 6:20. Mentions on the date that he is really just looking to hook up. If only he had told me prior to meeting, we could have both saved the time and energy. I tell him “thanks no thanks” and move on with life. This was in July. In January I receive a text from a number I don’t recognize…guess who. I have to remind him that I still don’t want a “buddy”. He asks to meet for a beer anyways, I’m curious as to what he wants to say. He apologizes for his actions, we chat, and reiterate that I am looking for a relationship, and he is not. We are still talking, but still want different things.
Peter Picture: After 1 date, which was wonderful, (dinner, post dinner drink, very nice guy) I receive a text the next day. Everyone likes to have contact the next day. Unless its in the form of an unsolicited photo. (I’ll let you imagine what was in that photo). Despite discussion of another date, nothing has materialized. I could look up past the photo, but I won’t look past the claiming to want to meet again, without actually following through.
Mr. Perfect: I haven’t met him yet, I don’t think. Hopefully he’s out doing fun things, spending time with friends and family. I don’t have an exact description of him. But I have hope that he is out there.
Any dating stories to share with me?
Please save me from the “you’ll find him speeches” I’ve heard them. Unless you have an option to suggest, in which case I’m all ears!