Saturday, September 12, 2015

Let's Get Down to Business...

GUEST BLOGGER!! My friend described this as her "most efficient date ever". I'd most definitely have to agree!

Here's the story:
I was at lunch with some friends when I matched with a cute guy on tinder. Innocent little trusting me  showed them his picture and then put my phone down unguarded while I went to grab something. 

When I came back this was on my screen: 

Me: Heyyyyyyy I like sushi <heart eyes emoji> <heart eyes emoji> Wanna take me out? 
Him: Sure, but you don't want talk first? 

Matchmaking and low level hacking all in one. 

But he was cute ... and I do like sushi so I decided to go with it. I let him know my friends had meddled a little, but I would be up for going out if he was. He asked me if I was free and I told him Mondays and Wednesdays were best for me, but this Wednesday I was busy. 

Of course after I sent this I realized today was Monday. So I was telling him if he should take me out and he should take me out TONIGHT. Oops.

We decided to meet up. He proposed drinks, only I don't drink. He countered with watching reruns of a popular TV show at his condo. I countered with stranger danger  -- First meetings with online dates must happen in public locations for me. At this point I sensed some rockiness ahead and also offered him a subtle out. But he understood my apprehension and suggested dessert instead. 

What proceeded turned out to be the most efficient date of my life. 

8:00: Meet at restaurant, exchange hellos and get seated
8:05: Discuss menu and order cheesecake to share. 
8:06: 

Me: What do you like to do?
Him: Go to bars with my friends mostly
<This is the part where you remember I don't drink>
Me: Well I've been to a few places that also do shows. Do you follow any music that plays around here? 
Him: <polite non-interest>
Him: I'm in finance. 
Me: <polite non-interest>
Me: I was an English major. 
Him: <polite non-interest>
Him: I spend a lot of time at the gym.
Me: <polite non-interest>

Now take any number of topics and repeat. We were both nice, cute people with absolutely nothing in common. 

8:15: Check please. 
8:20: Hug and give our goodbyes. 
8:21: He promises to call me.
8:21:01: The last time I ever see or hear from him again. 

It could have been much worse. We weren't meant for each other, but we figured that out quickly and nicely over cheesecake. I'll take that over 3 days of messaging and trying to deciphering text messages any day. 

May we both find true love and never call each other again.