Bumble-bee and Ladybug

The entire grad university threw a Halloween party. I went. While there I met a bumblebee, I got bored or more likely a shiny idea happened to cross my mind and I continued on with my life not giving this encounter a second thought.The party was excellent and I met loads of people.

Well the next day we have class at 9:00 am. and at break this gentleman starts telling war stories about how epic last night was. and then things get interesting, he says “hey why didn’t you ask for N@@@@’s number last night?

• Me – N@@@@???
• Him-”yea the girl you were talking to…”
• Me- (thinks in deep reflection, I don’t remember hitting on “N@@@@”) “what was her costume again?”
• Him- “she was a bumblebee”
• Me- grinding of gears then Click- “oh yea, I didn’t ask for her number because well… (stammering, thinking but not fast enough)… I just didn’t remember”

Now please note there is some male code involved, If i did not ask for your number, I probably was not interested in taking things to the next level. But furthermore there is nothing that states not asking for a number of somebody you dont remember hitting is a social foul. whatever Im clean.

• Him- ” yea right… (clearly sees my blundering idiocy)… well she wanted you to have it” then gives me N@@@@’s name and number which is not N@@@@ its actually ##N@@@@ sneaky….
• Me- “thanks. Ill call her next week”
• Him- “hey don’t worry about it… (then other comments which should not be mentioned as they were derogatory to her character in a very large way but this is the internet so here goes… (she is alergic to L____).
• Me- “thanks, again, later” (WTF did he really just tell me these things wow, i am outta touch with how people date… jeesh feel so well sheltered)

So I give a call and ask for a date over a cup of coffee. she says she is buisy and will call back. I apply the Brad Pitt Rule and then think wow rejected, after you had your friend give me your number… that hurts.

Brad Pitt pulls through, and we set a date of today (Friday) for a double date with her close friends (one of whom gave me her number) as a birthday outing.

I ask some friends what I should do as a gift, and bam get advice for a bottle of wine, and a Mix Tape (err well cd… whatever).

I head over to the meeting place and am dressed well (slacks, tie, jacket), as we are going to see the new bond movie, and get dinner afterward. I enter the appt. and ##N@@@@ is dressed up uncomfortably tall heels, black slacks, a nice white crocheted top with no back, makeup and hair polish off a well executed look. she is about 5ft 2in with the 3inch heels on and quite attractive (a bonus since i did not remember her since it has now been 15 days since our first meeting of about 5 minutes in costume…)

We exchange pleasentries for about 5 minutes and then head out.

I get ##N@@@@’s door, and its the two of us in the back with our double date’s riding shotgun and driver.

We arrive at the theater, and find seats, and begin to chat. This is where things get a bit downhill… sitting side by side leads to an uncomfortable conversation since we are there like 30 minutes before showtime, faces are swiveling to maintain eyecontact with those to her left, and me to her right, words are hard to hear as the commercials before the previews are boomin, and all others in the theater are talking.

It is rediculously hard to pay attention, I dont watch tv, and well there is now a HUGE screen jonesing for my attention, and I keep gettig distracted by loud noises and flashing lights, and yea I cannot hear anything people to ##N@@@@ left are saying which is making me conversationally useless. luckily the film begins and I am glad that its on since I would rate this beginning part as fail 6 out of 10.

I would like to stop talking about the date and just mention that going to a movie is possibly the worst way to date. you sit in the dark not talking for like 2 hours, no talking, no interaction, just there. Before the film I get distracted cannot hold a conversation, fail to laugh at your friends jokes, and worse, cannot judge from your facial cues because you have long hair that blocks my sidelong view…. grrrr…. movies also are good for like 5 seconds of after conversation, how did you like it… bla bla bla boring!!!!! I came to spend time with you and hear about your life, your dreams, and your ideas, and if I liked them to possibly to contemplate if I would like to eventually spend the rest of my days with you. Movies do not help me in any way achieve

This is part 1 because there is more to tell… keep checking for the conclusion…

~ by iamaroadie on November 15, 2008.