Ok, so my friend hooked me up with this guy and ......
Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 11:43 am
OK, quick breakdown:
A good friend of mine has been trying to hook me up with her boyfriends best friend for a good amount of time but because Im a bitch and because I pretty much hate everyone lately, I was always reluctant to get "fixed up".
So, Im at her house one night and her man and his friend show up just as Im leaving and I meet the guy.
First Impression:
He was very tall [which I totally dig] like 6"4"-6'5", built nicely, jet black hair with very dreamy bright blue eyes and he could actually hold a conversation.
woohoo Im thinking, this fixing up thing aint all that bad after all.
So, against my better judgement [totally hate blind dates and stuff] I accept his invitation to meet for lunch during the upcoming week.
Please note that his asking for a lunch date really impressed me because it really made me less nervous and how bad could a lunch be?
Ok..... Thursday comes and we meet for lunch at this really nice place on the beach right on the water. He arrived before I did and when I first arrived I noted that he appeared to be somewhat nervous himself which I found kinda cute.
The hostess escorts me to the table in which he stood when I got there and moved to pulled out my chair. After I sat down he handed me a single rose [I know cheesy] and motioned for the waiter to come over and asked what I wanted to drink. Well, I dont drink alcohol so I ordered a bottled water and he ordered a beer. [still everything is fine]
So we are talking about all kinds of stuff, politics, work, boats, motorcycles, art, etc., and Im thinking "this isnt too bad at all".
After about 45 minuites of talking and sending the waiter away several times because we still hadnt looked at the menu [good sign of a good start] he motioned the waiter over and then ordered himself another beer [no problem].
The waiter comes back, sets the beer down and asks if we are ready to order yet? We both pick up the menu and start looking it over, the waiter says he will be right back to take our order.
So, Im looking over the menu and he has layed his down and I can feel him just staring at me, I look up, kinda giggle [i think] and with a smile still pursed on my lips I continue looking at the menu.
Then out of the blue he says to me "Don't take this the wrong way, but what size bra do you wear?"
I said "excuse me?" as I lay the menu down on the table, my facial expression Im sure gave some indication of what a huge fuck up he just made and again he says :
"I dont see what the big deal is, Im curious what size bra you wear"
I grabbed my purse, took out $10.00, lay it on the table and left.
What the hell is wrong with people? I just dont get it.
I mean seriously, is it me?
A good friend of mine has been trying to hook me up with her boyfriends best friend for a good amount of time but because Im a bitch and because I pretty much hate everyone lately, I was always reluctant to get "fixed up".
So, Im at her house one night and her man and his friend show up just as Im leaving and I meet the guy.
First Impression:
He was very tall [which I totally dig] like 6"4"-6'5", built nicely, jet black hair with very dreamy bright blue eyes and he could actually hold a conversation.
woohoo Im thinking, this fixing up thing aint all that bad after all.
So, against my better judgement [totally hate blind dates and stuff] I accept his invitation to meet for lunch during the upcoming week.
Please note that his asking for a lunch date really impressed me because it really made me less nervous and how bad could a lunch be?
Ok..... Thursday comes and we meet for lunch at this really nice place on the beach right on the water. He arrived before I did and when I first arrived I noted that he appeared to be somewhat nervous himself which I found kinda cute.
The hostess escorts me to the table in which he stood when I got there and moved to pulled out my chair. After I sat down he handed me a single rose [I know cheesy] and motioned for the waiter to come over and asked what I wanted to drink. Well, I dont drink alcohol so I ordered a bottled water and he ordered a beer. [still everything is fine]
So we are talking about all kinds of stuff, politics, work, boats, motorcycles, art, etc., and Im thinking "this isnt too bad at all".
After about 45 minuites of talking and sending the waiter away several times because we still hadnt looked at the menu [good sign of a good start] he motioned the waiter over and then ordered himself another beer [no problem].
The waiter comes back, sets the beer down and asks if we are ready to order yet? We both pick up the menu and start looking it over, the waiter says he will be right back to take our order.
So, Im looking over the menu and he has layed his down and I can feel him just staring at me, I look up, kinda giggle [i think] and with a smile still pursed on my lips I continue looking at the menu.
Then out of the blue he says to me "Don't take this the wrong way, but what size bra do you wear?"
I said "excuse me?" as I lay the menu down on the table, my facial expression Im sure gave some indication of what a huge fuck up he just made and again he says :
"I dont see what the big deal is, Im curious what size bra you wear"
I grabbed my purse, took out $10.00, lay it on the table and left.
What the hell is wrong with people? I just dont get it.
I mean seriously, is it me?