Adventures
I don't really date much, but already this year I've had five dating related adventures:
I had a woman try to pick me up at a Bears in Hazenmore Concert.
More recently, I was at Flip eating dinner on an extremely hot Saturday. At the far end, there was a large group of women and one baby who was not particularly happy, so I kept looking over. One of the women noticed and smiled. When they were done eating, she came over and asked for my number. Then her friend came over and asked me to sing Row, row, row your boat with her. It was all part of a scavenger hunt for the bachelorette party they were on. Sadly I didn't even get a drunk text out of it.
A while after that, I was at Xana's CD release show. That was already strange because most of the crowd looked like people who shouldn't even have been in a bar, so I felt completely out of place, but there were a couple of other people I knew around, so I went and hung out with them for a bit. Eventually, while listening to one of the opening acts, a short woman with vibrant hair came and started talking to me. She was also older than most of the crowd and feeling uncomfortable. She also seemed to be moderately intoxicated and kept throwing out weird "hip" expressions. She also seemed to say that she was attending a conference but couldn't actually specify what conference it was. Eventually she got bored and wandered off. I hope she found a safe ride home.
Then I was at a Danny Olliver show at the Capitol and Scott Pettigrew came over to chat. A woman sitting a chair over from me interrupted as she knew Scott. She was celebrating her 25th birthday apparently by drinking alone. (I'm pretty sure she was drinking elsewhere first.) She was giving me a hard time about wearing polo shirts while working in IT and telling me about how she didn't want to go to the dentist despite having a wisdom tooth that she thought had a cavity. Of all the conversations with inebriated people I've had this year, this had to be the most fun. At some point she started texting with friends and I went home.
Finally, a week ago, I went on what I've been calling a blind date. (It wasn't completely blind. I had seen a picture of her, but we had never met. Perhaps that's a fix up rather than a blind date, but close enough.) The wife of a coworker was the instigator of the whole thing. The idea of doing this was a bit terrifying, but I figure I should be able to sit and chat with pretty much anyone for half an hour so I went ahead and arranged a time and place. We met for coffee (well, tea actually) and ended up chatting for about an hour. It went okay but I didn't feel any real connection with her and won't be seeing her again. The only awkward part was trying to find a way to end the evening. I don't think I quite found the polite version of "I'm bored so I'm going home" but I wasn't quite that rude either. Despite my initial hesitation, I'm glad I went because I got a good story out of it. (Just don't tell my parents about this or they'll think it is okay for them to try to set me up.)
I had a woman try to pick me up at a Bears in Hazenmore Concert.
More recently, I was at Flip eating dinner on an extremely hot Saturday. At the far end, there was a large group of women and one baby who was not particularly happy, so I kept looking over. One of the women noticed and smiled. When they were done eating, she came over and asked for my number. Then her friend came over and asked me to sing Row, row, row your boat with her. It was all part of a scavenger hunt for the bachelorette party they were on. Sadly I didn't even get a drunk text out of it.
A while after that, I was at Xana's CD release show. That was already strange because most of the crowd looked like people who shouldn't even have been in a bar, so I felt completely out of place, but there were a couple of other people I knew around, so I went and hung out with them for a bit. Eventually, while listening to one of the opening acts, a short woman with vibrant hair came and started talking to me. She was also older than most of the crowd and feeling uncomfortable. She also seemed to be moderately intoxicated and kept throwing out weird "hip" expressions. She also seemed to say that she was attending a conference but couldn't actually specify what conference it was. Eventually she got bored and wandered off. I hope she found a safe ride home.
Then I was at a Danny Olliver show at the Capitol and Scott Pettigrew came over to chat. A woman sitting a chair over from me interrupted as she knew Scott. She was celebrating her 25th birthday apparently by drinking alone. (I'm pretty sure she was drinking elsewhere first.) She was giving me a hard time about wearing polo shirts while working in IT and telling me about how she didn't want to go to the dentist despite having a wisdom tooth that she thought had a cavity. Of all the conversations with inebriated people I've had this year, this had to be the most fun. At some point she started texting with friends and I went home.
Finally, a week ago, I went on what I've been calling a blind date. (It wasn't completely blind. I had seen a picture of her, but we had never met. Perhaps that's a fix up rather than a blind date, but close enough.) The wife of a coworker was the instigator of the whole thing. The idea of doing this was a bit terrifying, but I figure I should be able to sit and chat with pretty much anyone for half an hour so I went ahead and arranged a time and place. We met for coffee (well, tea actually) and ended up chatting for about an hour. It went okay but I didn't feel any real connection with her and won't be seeing her again. The only awkward part was trying to find a way to end the evening. I don't think I quite found the polite version of "I'm bored so I'm going home" but I wasn't quite that rude either. Despite my initial hesitation, I'm glad I went because I got a good story out of it. (Just don't tell my parents about this or they'll think it is okay for them to try to set me up.)
