The Epitome of the Bad Blind Date!
So, I'm always up for meeting new people and I've made some good friends from blind dates, but this is why blind dates have a bad reputation...
When I opene
d the door, a guy older, shorter, rounder, and balder than George Castanza was standing there. As I invited him in, I awkwardly noticed that he only came up to my eyes and was wearing a Disneyland bomber-type jacket. He drives a Honda Accord with all the fancy stuff: computer-map, electronic temperature control, voice controlled everything, and even seat warmers. I seriously wanted to laugh when I heard that he was listening to Disney music from his I-pod. Fortunately, the restaurant we went to is practically across the street from my place, so we didn't have to talk much! At the restaurant (Black Angus Steakhouse) we met up with his sister and brother-in-law who had arranged this whole meeting. The brother-in-law teaches 7th grade English across the hall from me at school.
So, we sit down and he tells me that he's a regular at this restaurant, a fact that is proven when pretty much every server and manager sees him and says hi. I received lots of curious looks! His favorite server came by, a woman who always serves him during the week, and "complained" that we weren't in her section. She kept looking at me like I was some freak of nature, which made me even more uncomfortable than I was sitting in the rounded-corner of the booth we were in.
The food was great! And I was seriously astounded by how much everyone else ate. The appetizers were like a meal by themselves and everyone downed them and I ate enough to look like I was eating without getting too full. The conversation was basically about banks/credit unions since Matt (my date) and his sister both work at them. Matt is an IT person who keeps hackers and such out of the computer system and Michelle works on accounts. I have no opinion about either of these subjects and was pretty quiet. They have lots of inside family jokes that had to be explained to me and I was required to give the customary appreciative laugh! When the subject of age came up, it turns out that Matt is about 38 and once he said that they all looked at me and Andrew (the guy I work with) asked, "Adrienne, how old are you? I've never asked." Gulp! "Well, I'll be 29 in a couple of months!" Matt looked over at me surprised and said, "I bet you didn't know you were getting set up with an old fart, did you?" Uh, what do you say to that? I just smiled and shook my head.
Pretty much I didn't say a lot and what I did say was ok but I felt out of step with the conversation the whole time.
After dinner, we drove to a theater to see the movie "Juno". It's a fairly crass movie about a 16 year old who gets pregnant and her decision to give her baby up for adoption. They use a lot of slang in the movie that was pretty funny but he so didn't get it and the comment I wanted to make only made sense to Andrew, who was sitting on the other side of me.
On the drives here and there it seemed so odd to talk about our families because I seriously felt like we were generations apart and when he asked questions about what I like to do he wasn't impressed that I run, hike, snowboard, etc, etc, instead he changed the subject to talk about how he place "Dance Dance Revolution" online with his mother and plays other video games for fun. Sorry, Bud, not attractive to be so into video games that that's all you do in your spare time!
He dropped me off and I shook his hand. I couldn't bring myself to hug him, is that bad?! He asked if I'd mind if he called again. I just said, "If you want to, go ahead." I don't know if I will go out with him again, I'd probably end up playing video games, which is something I get bored doing pretty fast. So, we'll see if he does call... at least it's a good story!
When I opene
d the door, a guy older, shorter, rounder, and balder than George Castanza was standing there. As I invited him in, I awkwardly noticed that he only came up to my eyes and was wearing a Disneyland bomber-type jacket. He drives a Honda Accord with all the fancy stuff: computer-map, electronic temperature control, voice controlled everything, and even seat warmers. I seriously wanted to laugh when I heard that he was listening to Disney music from his I-pod. Fortunately, the restaurant we went to is practically across the street from my place, so we didn't have to talk much! At the restaurant (Black Angus Steakhouse) we met up with his sister and brother-in-law who had arranged this whole meeting. The brother-in-law teaches 7th grade English across the hall from me at school.So, we sit down and he tells me that he's a regular at this restaurant, a fact that is proven when pretty much every server and manager sees him and says hi. I received lots of curious looks! His favorite server came by, a woman who always serves him during the week, and "complained" that we weren't in her section. She kept looking at me like I was some freak of nature, which made me even more uncomfortable than I was sitting in the rounded-corner of the booth we were in.
The food was great! And I was seriously astounded by how much everyone else ate. The appetizers were like a meal by themselves and everyone downed them and I ate enough to look like I was eating without getting too full. The conversation was basically about banks/credit unions since Matt (my date) and his sister both work at them. Matt is an IT person who keeps hackers and such out of the computer system and Michelle works on accounts. I have no opinion about either of these subjects and was pretty quiet. They have lots of inside family jokes that had to be explained to me and I was required to give the customary appreciative laugh! When the subject of age came up, it turns out that Matt is about 38 and once he said that they all looked at me and Andrew (the guy I work with) asked, "Adrienne, how old are you? I've never asked." Gulp! "Well, I'll be 29 in a couple of months!" Matt looked over at me surprised and said, "I bet you didn't know you were getting set up with an old fart, did you?" Uh, what do you say to that? I just smiled and shook my head.
Pretty much I didn't say a lot and what I did say was ok but I felt out of step with the conversation the whole time.
After dinner, we drove to a theater to see the movie "Juno". It's a fairly crass movie about a 16 year old who gets pregnant and her decision to give her baby up for adoption. They use a lot of slang in the movie that was pretty funny but he so didn't get it and the comment I wanted to make only made sense to Andrew, who was sitting on the other side of me.
On the drives here and there it seemed so odd to talk about our families because I seriously felt like we were generations apart and when he asked questions about what I like to do he wasn't impressed that I run, hike, snowboard, etc, etc, instead he changed the subject to talk about how he place "Dance Dance Revolution" online with his mother and plays other video games for fun. Sorry, Bud, not attractive to be so into video games that that's all you do in your spare time!
He dropped me off and I shook his hand. I couldn't bring myself to hug him, is that bad?! He asked if I'd mind if he called again. I just said, "If you want to, go ahead." I don't know if I will go out with him again, I'd probably end up playing video games, which is something I get bored doing pretty fast. So, we'll see if he does call... at least it's a good story!
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