First dates I don’t mind so much – there’s always the anticipation, the wondering how it’s going to go, the comfort in knowing that this person hasn’t yet heard all my good jokes yet…
Second dates? Sometimes I wonder if on the first date I were so focused on making a good impression that I failed to notice the other person. Case in point: my date tonight.
We were meeting at a restaurant. She got there first and texted me where she was sitting. I walked in. Looked around. Barely even recognized her.
Now, granted, I hadn’t seen her in almost 2 months. We live several hours from each other, so we hadn’t gotten together since that first get together awhile ago. But – still – don’t you think I should recognize her? I know I’m not good with details. Or remembering faces. Or names. Or, uh, wait… what was I saying…? (Hmm. I’m starting to think I need to get checked for Alzheimer’s.)
As I walked up to the table, I was a little relieved that she looked more familiar to me. And yet- not really what I remembered. Okay, a disclaimer – I’m going to sound like an ass here and I’m fully aware of that. Here it is: she wasn’t nearly as cute as I remembered. There you have it. I’m not all about looks, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t matter at all to me. And seeing her there, I was disappointed. And confused why my first impression was so different than my second.
Anyway. The date itself? Nice enough. I found my attention wandering a bit and thinking more of when I might get home so I could get to bed early, which is never a good sign. Just something about her, something that I hadn’t realized the first time through, that just didn’t click for me.
And then on the way home… maybe things are like this now … she texted me FOUR TIMES before I hit my driveway, none of which I had answered (because I was driving, of course… that’s not safe, you know). I’m guessing that she had a more favorable second impression than I did.
I don’t know where I’m going with this, really. I’m kind of just thinking out loud, I suppose. This is about how my dating life has gone lately. Which is: nowhere.
Oh well. At least I enjoy the first dates. So, there’s that, at least. Seems I’m going to have a lot of them at this rate.