To say that I have been on bad dates would be an understatement, but to say no to a guy that has worked up the courage to ask me on a date, seems like I am just slapping the universe in the face for giving me exactly what I have been wanting. A DATE. Apparently the universe needs you to be insanely specific....
It was a Saturday night. I had been hooked up with this guy through a co-worker who I just love so I thought "what's the harm?" He was a little older but that never bothers me. I have to admit I did make a mistake, I was 30+ minutes late for our date, and I know that was a total date foul, it was snowing really bad and I didn't want to get an accident to a date that I was just "whatever" about. I'll save that driving for when I go out on a date with a celebrity.
But this guy.... So I get there and he is okay looking not my type but someone that is nice to look at,(if that makes sense) Then he speaks, and I don't mean to sound harsh but he talked like he was slow. I thought I was imagining it, but I wasn't. We start to talk about movies which is always a good subject for me because I love movies, and all of the sudden he flinches and the table shakes. He goes, "sorry (giggles) I got a cramp." and begins to walk around the server station like a zombie man, dragging his leg around the restaurant. What was I suppose to do, get up and walk around with him? So I just sat there, kinda just quite. So he sits down and we order and he excuses himself from the table to go to the restroom, so I was like cool he is going to go wash his hands, whatevs. He is in there for a good 30 minutes! He comes out and says "sorry, (giggles) I had a bloody nose." I responded "oh no..." and quickly got back on the subject of movies. That's my happy place. We somehow get on the subject of energy and energy work ( think it's because we were talking about star wars and I said it's really cool how they thought of the force, I wish I could do that with just my energy.) So he begins to tell me about how he goes to the doctor like once a week, and how he is looking into energy work to help him. I thought that was cool, but then he lists all of his ailments. Like he has a sharp pain in his side that shoots down to his groin and that he has gout. It's fine to have certain ailments, but don't tell me about them on the first date. I would never tell a guy that I have strangely flat, hobbit-like feet on the first date. So finally the check comes and he asks me if I want to do something else and I just couldn't do it. In the course of an hour he got a really bad cramp, a bloody nose, told me has shooting pains in his side and has gout. I was so happy I drove myself, I am sure if I would have stayed on the date he would have broken something or had a heart attack at the rate he was going.
Here's the thing I am so thankful I got asked out, it doesn't happen that often. I just wish when I did get asked out I could go with a normal, fun, handsome guy, not one that is 35 and almost dead.
This wasn't even my worst date. I have had far worse and I am able to bounce back easily. One day I will get that awesome date. But until that day I will just have to keep being resilient and being the best me I can be.
