| Am I wearing an "I need a date" T-shirt? |
[Apr. 6th, 2006|09:33 pm] |
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| | full o' brownies :) | ] |
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| | Daniel Powter -- "Bad Day" | ] |
I love how when I go to work wearing anything but sneakers and/or a little mascara and/or I straighten my hair, no less than 3 of my co-workers ask, "Going on a date tonight?" As you know from past entries, I have been known to go on lunch and/or early dinner dates, but lately its been a bit of a dry spell, so sadly, I answer "No. I just wanna look pretty!"
But I guess that now that its spring, my "I need a date" t-shirt has come out of my walk-in closet. This week alone I got not one, but two people try to hook me up.
First my coworker-- we shall call him "the Tarheel" (who by the way bought be lunch yesterday for the Lady Terps beating the Lady Heels...yes, that's correct...we bet on women's hoops), just moved into a brand new pad in AdMo with his wife. The Tarheel comes up to me and asks "Do you need a hunk?"
"Excuse me?" I reply with puzzlement. "A hunk," he repeated, and pushes a flier in my face. "They're college hunks that will move your junk. They're coming to our house on Friday to move our rug." And not a second goes by, "Want me to get you a date?" he asks with a shit-eatin'grin.
"Thanks, Tarheel. Because that's what I'm looking for. A broke-twenty-year-old who hauls crap out of people's houses. THANKS...though if you want to take pictures with your camera phone..."
Oh come on now, it got a laugh.
Speaking of, so my mom calls me this afternoon. My dad's cousin (who back in the day set my parents up and is also the aunt of my cousin who got married last May and also tried to do the wedding date match up (see May entry)) called her and said she has a new boy for me. She was buying a HONDA and started chatting it up with the salesman. One thing led to another and she not only found out that he was Jewish but was also on jdate. With out hesitation she blurts, "MY COUSIN'S ON JDATE." But thank goodness, she didn't know my screenname, but said that she would try to find out. So she calls my mom, explains the situation.
And I love my mom, she goes, "Andrea's taking a break from boys right now." Sure, its sounds like I've gone Season 2 Marissa Cooper, but at least it ended the call. My mom then calls me hysterically laughing like "You know how she is. Oh, and she also said, he is kinda short." So once again... THAT'S what I want. A SHORT car salesman.
Of course, my nosey co-workers were wondering why I was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down my face; so I retell the strory. One of my co-workers recently was not so non discreetly asked out by one of her clients, also a car salesman. She perks up, "OOOH, do you want HIS number?" Ha. So we can double! My other co-worker turns around and goes, "You're taking a break from boys? What about the blog???"
Gotta love it.
-- Dre |
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| I'm not going on a second jdate with her because she's just not that into me :( |
[Mar. 27th, 2006|09:33 am] |
She sent me the default "I'm intrigued, please feel free to email me" tease.
I fired back with my form paragraph "Hello, I work from home, I cook all day, I have a dog, I'm very positive and energetic" (and I hope to g-d that all of the girls I send this form email to never meet eachother- followed by one or two sentences in which I actually ask something unique about her profile) email.
Less than a week later we're meeting face to face for a late afternoon stroll with my pup in Georgetown. The strolls with my pup are important because it teaches me 4 really important things about a girl:
1) Does she really like dogs (in particular, does she like my dog)?
2) Does she really like walking for two hours?
3) Does she eat (there is usually at least one stop for ice cream)?
4) Are we able to carry a conversation with eachother?
I believe that Tony Robbins said that you should be with someone who you enjoy having conversations with. What made me slightly sad about "I had a great time with you and pup. You seem like a true gentlemen, but I just didn't feel a 'spark'" (those were her exact words, paraphrased slightly) wasn't that she was was a drop-dead supermodel type because she wasn't. She was definitely cute, and very smart. Having said that, she was also moving out of the city in a few months, and happened to be a vegetarian (which might present a challenge for me who believes in the food chain). What upset me was that this was a young woman who in two hours I really happened to enjoy having conversation with, and it seemed to be mutual. At least two times during our stroll / conversation I offered her an out via asking "oh, do you mind if we walk a little longer, perhaps around these few blocks" ( a.k.a. ok- here's an easy exit if you're looking for one) and she was always up for more walking and chatting! Perhaps it's as simple as "She just wasn't that into me."
--BasicallyAmazingBri |
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| She's just not that into me because she needed to go to the Grocery Store |
[Mar. 18th, 2006|11:48 am] |
Jdate #2 is often more interesting that Jdate #1. With Jdate #1, you're talking to a complete stranger and no matter how many (or few) hours of phone conversations and emails in which you feel a "connection", ultimately it's still a first meeting.
Jdate #2 on the other hand is different- both parties have reached an unspoken agreement that there is some sort of potential- it may just be potential as a friend, a fling, a kickball teammate, or even something more special. Even the nicest of us if not going to go on Jdate #2 if we were convinced during Jdate #1 that the person has the potential of any of the above mentioned titles.
So I'm on Jdate #2 with. . . we'll call her Ms. Washingtonian - she's a native to the area, and had family mentioned in what happens to be my favorite book, Ciao America- a book about an Italian author living in Georgetown for a year- but back to the point of the story. Jdate #1 with Ms. Washingtonian consisted of a dog walk in a near DC suburb. I find that a dog walk is a great test because (A) I happen to love walking, (B) I have a dog who I enjoy walking, and (C) If unnamed Jdate female doesn't like walking, it'll come out pretty quickly between coffee and ice cream stops along an hour and a half walk (asuming that it lasts that long- it doesn't always).
I became very impressed with Ms. Washingtonian during Jdate #1 because she was not wearing the most comfortable shoes- and I did provide advanced notice that we were going to be walking, yet she happily walked around in several circles with me and my pup as we had one really really long conversation that seemed to have a pretty natural flow to it. As our evening concluded I asked if I could walk her to the front of her building to make sure that she got home safely- to which she said yes. As we were standing outside, a quick goodbye turned into "OK, I should go now" (she said- a few times) while starting new conversations as soon as she indicated she needed to go. For this reason, I thought she might actually like me (or perhaps she just liked my pup). Eventually we parted and I indicated that I was interested in seeing her again and she seemed quite interested.
Next day via email I repeated what I said the night before- and we arranged for Jdate #2 for early the following week at a restaurant close to both of us. We got there quite early- around 6:30. Conversation was quite warm until I started getting grilled about my employment situation- which I happen to think is quite favorable (fair compensation, I work from home, travel occasionally, health insurance, as much paid vacation as I need, time during the traditional work hours to work on my graduate school work). Most people begin drooling when they hear about my situation- but I saw no saliva dripping from Ms. Washingtonian's mouth. Ms. Washingtonian metioned some of the people she associates with for work- and how fancy their cars are, and it's not that I don't have respect for the industry in which Ms. Washingtonian works, I simply was not familiar since I've never followed professional sports. Shortly thereafter, towards the conclusion of our meal, Ms. Washingtonian mentioned that she needed to go Grocery Shopping that evening (mind you it's arount 7:15). The check arrived shortly thereafter which I took care of, and Ms. Washingtonian thanked me. After a few minutes of conversation (still at the table), Ms. Washingtonian emphasized that she really needed to get to the Grocery Store. I should have picked up on that as hint #1 that she just wasn't that into me, but I figured I might as well get someting out of it so I asked for a ride home (I lived about 4 blocks away, the temperature has dropped about 30 degrees between 6:30 and 7:15). I kissed her on the cheek and told her that it would be nice to do this again sometime soon, to which she seemed to respond sacractially "yeah, we'll see" and then laughed (which was either sarcasm or hint #2). Hint #3 came the next day in the form of no communication the next day- every woman / girl who I was in touch with or had gone out with via Jdate or socially seemed to remember that it was my birthday, and wished me a happy one accordingly. Ms. Washingtonian didn't, and I know it's for the better!
-- BasciallyAmazingBri |
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