Saturday, May 2, 2009
Fed Ex not delivering.....
I already had spoken to Fed Ex a few times on the phone before our actual date. It was nice, easy, somewhat boring conversation but at least I felt like I knew him before we met. We planned our Saturday evening out and I was looking forward to a nice dinner and a few drinks. The weather was gorgeous (it was one of the few random nice days way before the "heat wave" we had) so I picked a place on the water near the TZ Bridge where we could sit outside and enjoy the views. He picked me up and we headed over to the place. We ordered drinks and an appetizer and settled in for some talk. While the conversation flowed, it was dull. He talked a lot about a friend of his who had died of cancer last year and about all of the things he does to help his widow. I think it's nice that he stepped in and is taking care of his friend's wife, but after 20 minutes of hearing sad sad stories I was starting to feel a bit down. I was able to sway the conversation eventually and we start to talk about family. He is Italian and very close to his brother (they are roommates) and sister and niece and nephews. It's nice to hear him talk about them all the way he was and I'm enjoying the company a bit more now. Still, it's a little dull. He is not very good looking. He isn't gross, but just not my type. I try to keep an open mind because he is without a doubt a sweetheart. I really want to be sure I am giving him a fair chance. Before our date, however, I have been speaking to someone else on the phone. The other guy really seems more like someone I would click with and we have already racked up hours on the phone and haven't even met yet! Dinner ends and he brings me home. We are in his car and now I have to either open the door and get out or hope that a quick hug will not lead to him trying to kiss me! We talk only for a minute and he says that he thinks I am great and would love to see me again. I thank him for dinner and tell him "we'll talk soon". I decide that a hug would be appropriate and I lean over. He does try to kiss me and lands one right on my lips! I give him a little peck and pull away fast. He does not try for more. Whew! He sends me a text less than an hour later saying that he got home safely and had a great time and hopes that I will go out with him again........
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