blind date #1
finally. it happened. first blind date of the year.
conversation tolerable. haha. free food always good. double haha.
this far into the dating scene, i can say with some degree of certainty that i overwhelm the guys who take me out. i don't hog the conversation, mind you, but i think the degree of unease they feel during the course of the date makes them run out of witty things to say.
over lunch, i lifted my head to look at my date seated across me. i looked straight into his eyes. (beautiful eyes, i might say.) when he met my gaze, he laughed and turned away. maybe i caught him staring. i don't know. am i disarmingly beautiful that men just lose control of their mental faculties when i look at them? i think not. (good hair day, by the way. hurrah!!!)
i think my friend painted too good a picture of my date that i was mildly disappointed when i met him. (his exact words were, i don't think you will be disappointed.) ha, shows you how much HE knows about female standards of social acceptability.
not standing up to offer girl a chair - not acceptable.
talking when your mouth is full - not acceptable.
having the girl carry 70% of the conversation - understandable, given the circumstances, but not exactly a good thing.
paying for the meal - okay.
walking girl to car - plus!
i guess i expect too much from men in general, and my dates in particular. i'm still waiting for the right guy who will sweep me off my feet. if he exists. if he doesn't... well, being single ain't too bad. you get free meals once in a while.
conversation tolerable. haha. free food always good. double haha.
this far into the dating scene, i can say with some degree of certainty that i overwhelm the guys who take me out. i don't hog the conversation, mind you, but i think the degree of unease they feel during the course of the date makes them run out of witty things to say.
over lunch, i lifted my head to look at my date seated across me. i looked straight into his eyes. (beautiful eyes, i might say.) when he met my gaze, he laughed and turned away. maybe i caught him staring. i don't know. am i disarmingly beautiful that men just lose control of their mental faculties when i look at them? i think not. (good hair day, by the way. hurrah!!!)
i think my friend painted too good a picture of my date that i was mildly disappointed when i met him. (his exact words were, i don't think you will be disappointed.) ha, shows you how much HE knows about female standards of social acceptability.
not standing up to offer girl a chair - not acceptable.
talking when your mouth is full - not acceptable.
having the girl carry 70% of the conversation - understandable, given the circumstances, but not exactly a good thing.
paying for the meal - okay.
walking girl to car - plus!
i guess i expect too much from men in general, and my dates in particular. i'm still waiting for the right guy who will sweep me off my feet. if he exists. if he doesn't... well, being single ain't too bad. you get free meals once in a while.
posted by super inday at 1:41 pm
4 Comments:
i think dates are like movies, if you expect too much, you often get disappointed in the end
to anonymous, i don't think that only applies to movies.
to anonymous who posted at 1:08 PM, exactly
eh??? i have more than one anonymous poster? oh well... the more blog traffic the merrier! =D
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