Saturday was a busy day for me. I woke up and did some yoga (I’m currently practicing at home. I’m still recovering/regaining my strength from my injury this winter.) and then did a couple of hours of work. Then I took a few minutes to call a new guy I’d been chatting with from OKC. He’d pretty much challenged me to call him first (‘not conform to traditional gender roles’ – his words).
So I called him and we had a perfectly pleasant conversation and after about 10 minutes I told him I needed to get back to work. Then later in the day I went out for a walk. It was a gorgeous day and I wanted to get some sun on my face (mind you, I wear sunscreen 365 days a year, so I never really tan).
As was the case on most Saturdays/days when I’m working from home and not planning to have any direct human contact until the evening hours, I hadn’t yet showered or washed my hair. Just put on some clean(ish) clothes, washed my face and brushed my teeth. In other words, when I left my apartment for my walk, I was completely naked. Not a drop of make-up on my face. Hair in a ponytail. Old ratty sundress and flipflops. Oh yeah, I was hot.
My phone rang about 30 minutes into my walk. It was the guy from my phonecall. He wanted to know if I was available for an impromptu date. A late lunch. Right then. I could have easily said no. But the only reason I could think of for not going was because I looked like shit (how many 39 year old women do you know who would go on a date without any make-up?).
And so, because I think vanity is a sucky excuse for anything, I said yes. I warned him in advance that I was out walking… He laughed it off (he’s one of those nature guys, always hiking and camping and stuff like that).
He didn’t vomit at the sight of me (I don’t look that awful without make-up). And I was surprisingly cool about it the whole thing. I thought I’d be nervous about it. Self-conscious. The whole way there I was afraid it would be weird. But it wasn’t. Maybe because I didn’t really like him much (I could tell within a couple of seconds that I wasn’t going to be into him – way too arrogant, even for me).
Anyway, I just thought it was kinda cool. If you had asked me last week if I’d be willing to go on a first date looking the way I did on Saturday I would have said NO. But I did. And I honestly don’t think it affected the outcome. Although, I guess it’s possible he could have had a totally different personality if I was prettier?
Tags: arrogant, first date, OKCupid, Online dating