2 post date reports.
Yesterday, I went out with a guy i have nicknamed “s&p”, short for “salt and pepper”, for his hair/beard. he seemed attractive from his photos, and i was mildly excited to meet him. as the day got closer, i reread his profile and in my usual fashion, will find something wrong with it. alas, i did find something wrong. he didn’t seem to have a “real” job. (theme here?). he works in entertainment on different shows. meaning, he can have a paycheck one day, and the next day he wont. and knowing people who work in the industry, they usually blow their money on dumb things instead of saving. i told him to meet me at 7:35pm, outside of the venue where i put us on the guest list for to see a show. i waited for about 25 minutes. turns out there was no good reason why he was late. he wasn’t working that day, so basically he was just lazy getting there and didn’t plan well. lookswise, he was ok. he seemed more attractive in his photos, but looked enough like them. he did buy my drinks all night and because i was drinking, i was more talkative. it was an ok night. there was of course that awkward hug at the end. but overall, he was just like most of the other online guys - very shy and i had to do most of the talking. i would see him again if he asked me out. but i am definitely not going to do the asking.
The second date was tonight. Yes, three dates in a row. I’m on a roll. hah. well this guy was someone of the same ethnicity as me. something i don’t normally do, but i figured he had a similar profession and we would have good flowing conversation. when i met him, he of course added three inches to his height for the profile. he looked kind of frail (i could probably out bench-press him), and it turned out he is a momma’s boy that lived at home. not attractive. he wasn’t really motivated careerwise, and once again, not a lot of confidence. he seemed quite feminine. he reminded me of a short gay friend of mine. i told him that but i excluded the “short” and “gay” part. going out with him made me think of what my my brother would be like on a date. i felt sorry for him. i could tell he really liked me. i let him pay for the bill but i offered to pay for half. he said “i’ll get it THIS TIME”, assuming there would be a next time. poor guy. i have to break it to him that i can only see myself being friends with him.
