Sunday
Location: Starbucks
Possibly the first bad date that was actually my fault. LOL! I agreed to meet Mr. Creepy when I knew I was coming down with a head cold. I had spent all day with my niece and 10 4 year old girls at a princess party, trying to over come the inevitable and I believe my sugar high gave me false hopes as to my actual state. I started to crash as I parked my car at Starbucks and it was too late to call it off. Mr. Creepy had driven from the Burbank area to meet with me, and I felt bad he had driven the distance (Although I did offer to drive half way- he refused!)...Mr. Creepy was already sitting inside and had ordered me a tea. I tried to brave through the meeting, looking interested in his stories of growing up in Arizona, but I draw the line at his fascination with spiders, scorpions and snakes...I get that he's a guy, and guy's like the creepy crawlers but when the girl you are sitting across gives the creeped out face more then 5 times and starts putting her feet up on the chair and as a last resort actually verbalizes her disgust, it's time to take it down a notch and perhaps change the topic! Mr. Spider didn't get that, or was actually enjoying my discomfort.
We had talked about possibly going to dinner if all went well with the coffee/tea meeting, but neither of us suggested to move the party. Perhaps it was my hacking cough or sultry deep voice that turned him off, or his bug stories that kept me from pretending any longer that I could hang. I am a great pretender when I wanna be, but this really wasn't worth it any longer. I called it a night and went home to lay in bed!
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