Big Red

On Friday I ended up having a spontaneous first date!  There was a match guy I had been meaning to call back for about a week, and on Friday I finally gave him a ring.  It turns out we both had the day off and made a plan to meet for happy hour.  What's better than a little late-day drink with a cute boy?

I got there first, and spotted him in the mirror when he came in behind me.  For the first time in my long and illustrious blind dating career, my heart dropped and I hoped he somehow wouldn't see me.  How could this have happened?  He seemed so cute online, but now he looked way too hippie granola for my taste.  Oh dear!  I steeled myself for 2 drinks worth of Burning Man talk.   Luckily the dating gods were smiling down that afternoon, because it wasn't him!  Granola went right past me.  Hooray!  I was relieved when my real date spotted me- tall and dashing, with a great black jacket, grey scarf, and red pants.  Yes, red pants (jeans, actually).  But you know how there are those guys- confident, stylish,creative types- who can surprisingly pull something like that off?  And not seem gay/metro?  That was him!  He's new to town, a successful graphic designer with both a son and an ex-wife (interestingly enough, those 2 are not related).  Ah, adult dating- always a little complicated!  Who knows what all that means, but at first glance his baggage appears to be in check.  Anyway, Red Pants and I had chemistry!  It was fun!  And flirty!  He was as cute as #1, but there was a lot more vibe.  I would venture to say that he was into me...

And I think I'm right.  He linked arms with me as he walked me home, and asked me out again.  The next day RP texted me (of course!) 3 times, and asked me to spontaneously meet him again.  I declined, deciding to utilize the time-honored strategy of playing hard to get.  Our next date is scheduled for Tuesday.