Although I’m jinxing it by typing this– I have a kinda sorta date tonight. I mean, I guess it’s a date? It’s meeting for a drink after the gym… that’s sort of a date, right?
Or just maybe a meet-n-greet?
I don’t know. I sorta suck at this.
Not having had any date practice for the last 7 years or so kinda leaves one a bit rusty. And when you had That one date which went so profoundly bad, it leaves you sort of gun shy.
Which is probably why I usually default to “dates”. Of the horizontal kind. If you catch my drift.
Those kind are so much easier. I mean, when the dome light comes on, they know it’s time to leave.
But tonight is actual drinks in a bar. Go figure. And that’s easy enough… right? Although I am a wee bit nervous as it’s a half-blind date.
What is a half-blind date, you ask? Well, it’s one where one person knows quite a bit about the other, and the other one doesn’t really know much about the first one.
It’s confusing, I know.
We shall see how it goes.