Finally a first date that I can honestly say went WELL and that I thoroughly enjoyed!
I started talking to Porsche Guy a few weeks ago. Well, hold on, let me back up, I didn't KNOW he had a Porsche at that point. He started quizzing me on my interest in "driving" and my general car knowledge. Perking my car loving heart, I had to ask what kind of car he drove since he seemed so taken with the concept of driving. Coy as he was, his only clue was, "It's made in Stuttgart, Germany." BINGO. Any European car enthusiasts knows that Porsche's are made in Stuttgart.
We met at a little Pho bistro/bar for a pre-dinner drink. I was plesantly surprised that he actually looked a lot like his photos. (Thank goodness!) We began talking right away and getting through the typical "what do you do, where did you go to school, did you grow up around here, tell me about your family..." stuff. We both drank wine. Finally, I guy that can appreciate a glass of wine! Not that I have anything against other drinks, but sometimes it's just nice to share a glass (or bottle!) with someone. We had a good time talking and joking around.
After drinks we headed over to the restaurant he picked out - an authentic, little Italian place. It was super quaint and definitely authentic and had a fun Italian (or at least how I picture Italy since I've never been there) feel. I wasn't sure what to order so I asked what he was getting. After he told me, I told him I'll have the same thing. Is that weird? I have a thing about asking everyone I'm dining with what they're having before I make a decision about what I'm having. His choice just happened to sound good. When the waiter came, he ordered for the both of us. I was disappointed he didn't order anymore wine - guess it's better I dont get wine-sloppy until a later date, though. LoL. Again, dinner was filled with pleasant conversation and laughs and joking around. Good times.
It started to rain as he walked me back to my car (he lived in the area, so he walked) so our good bye was short, but nice. No kiss. Just a hug and smile. I texted him when I got home thanking him again for a nice evening and hoping the rest of his week goes well. He asked when he could see me again! Squee! He said we'd make plans for this weekend...
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Yoda? REALLY??
I know you are all salivating for another juicey dating disaster entry, but unfortunately I don't have much to report about my date on Tuesday night other than there was just no romantic "spark" there.
First off, NERD ALERT! We get in the car to head to dinner and this navigation is in the voice of Yoda. YODA! REALLY?? Anyone that knows me knows that I've seemed to fall for dorky guys - but this, this was far past my realm of dorkiness. There is a definite difference between dorky and nerdy. This guy was nerdy. And not nerdy in the emo, I-wear-black-rimmed-glasses kind of way that I usually fall for, but nerdy in the "Star Wars is my favorite movie ever" kind of way.
The Match.com pictures were more attractive than the guy was in person overall, so that was a disappointment - BUT his pictures didn't show that he had really pretty light blue eyes, so that was a plus I guess. I'm a sucker for nice teeth and while his teeth weren't horrible by any means, they weren't your typical "nice" teeth either, ya know? They were kind of minorly spaced out and blocky. Nothing 12 months of braces couldn't fix. Anyway, he was very nice, very gentlemanly (opened my car door, etc), and a good conversationalist when he wasn't nerding it up. He asked me a lot of questions, which was a nice change from the last two dates.
So yeah, not a disaster, just not even a remote romantic spark. I guess it's on to the next conquest!
First off, NERD ALERT! We get in the car to head to dinner and this navigation is in the voice of Yoda. YODA! REALLY?? Anyone that knows me knows that I've seemed to fall for dorky guys - but this, this was far past my realm of dorkiness. There is a definite difference between dorky and nerdy. This guy was nerdy. And not nerdy in the emo, I-wear-black-rimmed-glasses kind of way that I usually fall for, but nerdy in the "Star Wars is my favorite movie ever" kind of way.
The Match.com pictures were more attractive than the guy was in person overall, so that was a disappointment - BUT his pictures didn't show that he had really pretty light blue eyes, so that was a plus I guess. I'm a sucker for nice teeth and while his teeth weren't horrible by any means, they weren't your typical "nice" teeth either, ya know? They were kind of minorly spaced out and blocky. Nothing 12 months of braces couldn't fix. Anyway, he was very nice, very gentlemanly (opened my car door, etc), and a good conversationalist when he wasn't nerding it up. He asked me a lot of questions, which was a nice change from the last two dates.
So yeah, not a disaster, just not even a remote romantic spark. I guess it's on to the next conquest!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Wish me luck!
Another date tonight with a new Match.com boy. Hopefully this one lasts longer than 50 minutes. :laughs:
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Speed Dating
That's right, friends... another episode of Crazy, Wacky, First Dates with your host, ME!
I've been texting with this guy named Robert. He lives about an hour south of me and is a 30-year-old middle school drama teacher. He's very good looking, well spoken, and seems like generally a nice guy. It became kind of apparent why he's probably single at the age of 30 though (and has only had 1 serious, long term relationship) - he's chronically busy. I know I talk about how busy I am. We're all busy. We all have crap that needs to be done in our lives. But this guy takes the cake for busy-ness it seems.
Anyway, he was planning to be up in the area to see a play at the University of Portland on Saturday evening - so he asked if I'd like to meet up before hand for a light dinner & drinks. Sure, sounded good to me. Originally we were suppose to meet around 5:00 and his play was at 7:30 nearby. I get a text from him around 4:45 saying he's running late and needed to push it back to 5:45/6:00. OK, cool. We decide to meet at a brewery in downtown. Thank the heavens, this one drinks! He gets there before me and sends me a text while I'm parking asking me what I'd like to drink. Aw, sweet, right?.
I'll just jump to the meat and potatoes. Dude was TALKATIVE. I mean to the point where I almost couldn't get a word in edgewise. It didn't seem like it was nervous talkative either. It was just genuine "I like to talk" talkative. So more of the "conversation" (term being used loosely as I deem a conversation a dialogue, not a monologue) was him talking about stuff. Ok, not horrible. He was nice to look at, was well spoken and actually had interesting stories - but HELLO, can I interject at all?! I didn't think it was going horribly - but beause of his tardiness the stupid "date" only lasted about 50 minutes or so! A 50 minute date! Can you believe that? Gives new meaning to the term "speed dating."
When we had discussed actually making said date, we talked about meeting before his play. then meeting back up afterward for another couple of drinks and conversation. Fast forward to 11:00'ish that night - no call, no text, nothing.
:throws hands in air:
I've been texting with this guy named Robert. He lives about an hour south of me and is a 30-year-old middle school drama teacher. He's very good looking, well spoken, and seems like generally a nice guy. It became kind of apparent why he's probably single at the age of 30 though (and has only had 1 serious, long term relationship) - he's chronically busy. I know I talk about how busy I am. We're all busy. We all have crap that needs to be done in our lives. But this guy takes the cake for busy-ness it seems.
Anyway, he was planning to be up in the area to see a play at the University of Portland on Saturday evening - so he asked if I'd like to meet up before hand for a light dinner & drinks. Sure, sounded good to me. Originally we were suppose to meet around 5:00 and his play was at 7:30 nearby. I get a text from him around 4:45 saying he's running late and needed to push it back to 5:45/6:00. OK, cool. We decide to meet at a brewery in downtown. Thank the heavens, this one drinks! He gets there before me and sends me a text while I'm parking asking me what I'd like to drink. Aw, sweet, right?.
I'll just jump to the meat and potatoes. Dude was TALKATIVE. I mean to the point where I almost couldn't get a word in edgewise. It didn't seem like it was nervous talkative either. It was just genuine "I like to talk" talkative. So more of the "conversation" (term being used loosely as I deem a conversation a dialogue, not a monologue) was him talking about stuff. Ok, not horrible. He was nice to look at, was well spoken and actually had interesting stories - but HELLO, can I interject at all?! I didn't think it was going horribly - but beause of his tardiness the stupid "date" only lasted about 50 minutes or so! A 50 minute date! Can you believe that? Gives new meaning to the term "speed dating."
When we had discussed actually making said date, we talked about meeting before his play. then meeting back up afterward for another couple of drinks and conversation. Fast forward to 11:00'ish that night - no call, no text, nothing.
:throws hands in air:
Monday, April 5, 2010
Sarcastic Flirting?
Alright – so I have my first Match.com date story! First off, I want to say that I think I’m brave for putting myself out there like this. This is completely outside my realm of comfortableness, but I figure, why the heck not?!
Alright, so a little about him. He’s 25 and lives in one of the suburbs here but works in downtown, actually very close to my work building. He has a double degree in Political Science and History though his current job utilizes neither of those degrees. (Why do people do that?) He's currently an events/vendor coordinator for a marketing/event firm. He has his own place and drives his own car. (A must have.) We started talking on MSN Messenger, and then shared Blackberry PINs and began chatting via Blackberry Messenger. One thing I noticed right away was that he was overtly flirty. I mean, it’s cute and whatever when a guy is coy and flirty, but I was kinda like, “Umm… this is a little excessive.” I laughed it off and said I was curious if he was this way in person or if he just felt more “free” behind the shield of a computer screen or phone.
So we agreed on a Friday night sushi date since I mentioned I still hadn’t found GOOD sushi here in town yet. He picked me up and all was good. We got to the sushi place and got seated. I then learned that he doesn’t drink. AT ALL. Which isn’t a huge deal because I’m not some big drinker but when I go out for dinner I like to share a couple glasses of wine or a few pints of beer and what not. What do you do in a situation like this? Do you forego the drink because you don't want to seem like a lush? Do you stick to your guns and throw caution to the wind? Well, being me, I still ordered a glass of wine, but refused the refill as not to come off as a lush. (Haha)
Here’s the kicker, guys. He wasn’t overly flirty (thank goodness!) but he was overly sarcastic! And I'm not talking sarcastic in a funny-haha way, but in a... a... I'm making fun of you but covering it with sarcasm sort of way?? It was really off-putting! I didn’t know how to take it. He asked about where I grew up since I said I hadn’t found good sushi in Portland yet. I told him I was from the LA area and immediately he went into dogging on the Lakers and professing his love for the Trailblazers. OK, that’s great – you’re a Portland native and love the Blazers – but don’t hate on my home team! There were other little things he would say sarcastically that I was just kind of like “Uhhh??” But I mean, other than that he was a perfect gentleman. He opened my doors for me, he paid for dinner, he was polite to the servers, he was an attentive conversationalist…
After he dropped me off at home and I got into my comfy clothes, I BBM’ed him thanking him again for dinner and said I had a nice time. We talked a little bit and then I decided to bring up the sarcasm thing. He apologized if I took anything seriously and said it was just “nervous flirting.” Ok, nervous flirting is one thing – but I still think it was a little over the top. Oh well. We’ve talked regularly since Friday night and he still hasn’t said anything about a second date. Is there some guy code about how soon to ask for a second date? LoL.
So, yeah, anyway, interesting first Match.com date experience. HAHA.
Alright, so a little about him. He’s 25 and lives in one of the suburbs here but works in downtown, actually very close to my work building. He has a double degree in Political Science and History though his current job utilizes neither of those degrees. (Why do people do that?) He's currently an events/vendor coordinator for a marketing/event firm. He has his own place and drives his own car. (A must have.) We started talking on MSN Messenger, and then shared Blackberry PINs and began chatting via Blackberry Messenger. One thing I noticed right away was that he was overtly flirty. I mean, it’s cute and whatever when a guy is coy and flirty, but I was kinda like, “Umm… this is a little excessive.” I laughed it off and said I was curious if he was this way in person or if he just felt more “free” behind the shield of a computer screen or phone.
So we agreed on a Friday night sushi date since I mentioned I still hadn’t found GOOD sushi here in town yet. He picked me up and all was good. We got to the sushi place and got seated. I then learned that he doesn’t drink. AT ALL. Which isn’t a huge deal because I’m not some big drinker but when I go out for dinner I like to share a couple glasses of wine or a few pints of beer and what not. What do you do in a situation like this? Do you forego the drink because you don't want to seem like a lush? Do you stick to your guns and throw caution to the wind? Well, being me, I still ordered a glass of wine, but refused the refill as not to come off as a lush. (Haha)
Here’s the kicker, guys. He wasn’t overly flirty (thank goodness!) but he was overly sarcastic! And I'm not talking sarcastic in a funny-haha way, but in a... a... I'm making fun of you but covering it with sarcasm sort of way?? It was really off-putting! I didn’t know how to take it. He asked about where I grew up since I said I hadn’t found good sushi in Portland yet. I told him I was from the LA area and immediately he went into dogging on the Lakers and professing his love for the Trailblazers. OK, that’s great – you’re a Portland native and love the Blazers – but don’t hate on my home team! There were other little things he would say sarcastically that I was just kind of like “Uhhh??” But I mean, other than that he was a perfect gentleman. He opened my doors for me, he paid for dinner, he was polite to the servers, he was an attentive conversationalist…
After he dropped me off at home and I got into my comfy clothes, I BBM’ed him thanking him again for dinner and said I had a nice time. We talked a little bit and then I decided to bring up the sarcasm thing. He apologized if I took anything seriously and said it was just “nervous flirting.” Ok, nervous flirting is one thing – but I still think it was a little over the top. Oh well. We’ve talked regularly since Friday night and he still hasn’t said anything about a second date. Is there some guy code about how soon to ask for a second date? LoL.
So, yeah, anyway, interesting first Match.com date experience. HAHA.
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