I agreed to be set-up on a blind date a couple of months ago. The details weren’t clear at the time, but I’ll agree to just about anything, which can be good and can be bad. I haven’t really known the person doing the set-up for long, but he didn’t do so bad.
It was a set-up with his brother, back from college for the holidays. I’m sure all my friends are collectively saying, “of course she’ll get along with him, there’s no chance of a future with someone who lives so far away.” Of course I did get along with him, and not just because I’m not going to see much of him either. He was a very nice, polite, young man. Younger than I would usually go for, but not robbing the cradle young.
We met for a drink at Vincent’s, a very low key, relaxed kind of place. I was late, he was later, which is understandable since he’s not really from the area anymore. I honestly can’t get irritated at people for being late either, that would be very hypocritical (thanks Danny). Luckily there were a few people there who I knew so I did a little chatting while I waited. After a few minutes I saw someone standing by the bar looking around, and I figured it must be him. It was really weird to have no idea what the person I was meeting looked like.
I hate the nervous, akward first hello, but after that was over we sat down and didn’t have any problems keeping the conversation going. He was fun to talk to, and we certainly had a lot to cover since we did not know each other at all, after all I just found out what his name was earlier that day.
After a bit he suggested we go ice skating, and he had done his homework and knew of a rink in town and everything. It’s been years since I’ve done any ice skating, but I figured what the hell, it was something different. We drove over to the rink and when we got there we realized it was all high school kids. I think I was the oldest person on the rink, and quite possibly the worst skater, but it was fun.
As we skated round and round and dodged teenagers we had time to talk some more. He had some interesting things to say, he introduced me to the Ladder Theory which I had to check out. I’m not sure I agree with it, but it’s good for a laugh. My favorite part is: “Tom develops an attraction to Jane, and one day tries to kiss her. Jane tell Tom she doesn’t think of him that way and she wants to remain friends. The next few weeks contact between the two falls off. Jane starts fucking an outlaw biker.”
Around 10 the rink closed down, curfew time. We headed back to the bar, and decided to go in for another drink. While we were there he told me his dating game plan. I’ve heard it before, but it was kind of funny that he told me about it while we were actually on a date. You start out with a plan to meet, say for drinks, but the guy has more in mind in case the date is going well. If it isn’t going well you finish the date during the first portion, but if it is going well you suggest the next destination. This way you can politely bow out of a date early without the girl being any wiser. Lucky for me he suggested ice skating, or I would have felt like a real loser.
The date lasted quite a bit longer than I had expected it to. I was thinking about bringing him to a couple of shows, but I think it would be weird to take him to hang out with a bunch of my friends that he didn’t know. At the end of the date my throat started getting a little dry, which probably means that I talked too much, which I sometimes have a problem with. But he did send me an email about 48 hours later, another rule of his I think.
I think he is the first blind date that I’ve had that wasn’t too scared to contact me before he read the review. That says a lot. He suggested some good books too, may have even convinced me to put down a magazine and pick up a book for a change. I’m planning on seeing him again when he comes back into town…can’t hurt right?