So I had this date last week, the day it snowed. But first some background info:
* The guy didn’t have a picture posted with his profile. He did send one pretty much right away, but with an odd comment about people “looking for him” online. Which was either a bad joke or a sign of paranoia. I couldn’t tell.
* He suggested, in his very first note, that we skip the whole getting to know you online thing and meet for a drink that night. He mentioned a bar that I know well. I thought about it for a what the hell moment. But I was busy. Working. We did end up making plans, rather quickly, to meet later in the week.
* He kindly offered to meet in my neighborhood and then went on to pick one of my favorite places – always a plus.
All that said, I arrived and we were lucky enough to get a seat right away. The snow had kept the place relatively empty. He then ordered an obscene amount of food, even though we were only supposed to be meeting for a drink (I hate when guys do that).
Skip ahead 10 minutes and he brings up sex, in some random context, for the first time. He then apologizes, if he offended me and I say, I don’t offend easily. Then, over the course of the evening, he brings up sex several more times. As if he’s been locked away for years and I’m the first woman he’s seen.
So I’m thinking, THIS IS NOT GOING WELL. But also trying to enjoy the parts of the conversation that are enjoyable. While I wait for him to finish his mountains of food. Because I can’t just leave.
Eventually it’s time to leave. And we’re all bundled up and saying our goodbyes outside the restaurant. Before I know it, he leans in to kiss me. It happens too quickly for me to turn my head (to give him my cheek). I guess I just wasn’t paying attention. And then… he kind of non-kisses me. His lips touched mine. But that’s it. It was like they hit them. Without an actual kiss. No pucker. Not that I wanted a kiss. But if you’re going to make an effort at pushing your lips onto mine, kiss me.
Tags: date, first date, guy, kiss, sex