A matter of convenience.

Went on my first date with Mr. Interesting… we were supposed to do pool or bowling or something… but again, just like McMaybe, those previously discussed plans were ignored, to have our first date be a sports bar. Whatever, March Madness was on, so I still enjoyed.

Date itself was great. He was very attractive in person and charismatic. He opened up a lot, which helped me get over my initial shyness. I also got pretty drunk lol, which probably helped with the shyness too. At some point we kissed a few times, we were holding hands… it ended up being about a 5 hour date.

I didn’t feel the 9 years age difference either, and it didn’t seem to matter in terms of physical appearance, despite my baby face. Well, the freakin waitress made a random joke mid-date… I complimented her on her eyes and her bracelet and she mentioned how she was just talking to another waiter about how pretty and nice I was blah blah. She then proceeded to kid about how her Grandma bought her the bracelet. “In the Ukraine, we don’t have sugar daddies, we have grandmas…” We all laughed, and it could’ve been in my head, but I did have a “what the fuck?” moment.  Like did this bish just have a full conversation about me with another waiter and then come test the waters to see if I was some sort of sugar baby or something?  I got over it.

So why is it, that after a great date and budding feelings… that I am now only being contacted by him when there is potential to make plans/meet up? Periodically texting to continue getting to know him and.. radio silence. But he can respond at the speed of light when we are discussing the topic “Are you free on Saturday?” Annoying.

I haven’t met up with him after the first date, but it looks as if I’m just a matter of convenience. I’m cancelling Mr. Interesting until further notice.

 

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