Be happy, I updated.
So, I know that everyone has been waiting to hear about my first
BLIND date. I’ll just say, hopefully it
will be my last as well. Now the kid,
Bryan, was nice enough. I actually had
to pick him up from West Halls because yes, he is young and still lives in the dorms. It is fun to think that I WAS ROBBING THE
CRADLE! Yet another one my bro’s age.
Now, we get to TGIFriday’s and apparently I couldn’t explain what was going on to the hostess clearly enough. She just looked at me strange and sat us because it appeared that we were the first ones of our crew there. Not soon after though, the photographer came. This is where it got strange. This guy was the artsy type, with very weird wavy blond hair, of which Bryan commented on when he left. Anyway, Mr. Photographer decided to move us to another table, which of course didn’t bother me. But this is where he began to say awkward things to the both of us.
First, as we were moving tables, “So… Are you guys hooking up after this?”
Next, we were sitting at the table with our drinks. I guess I touched my straw rather provocatively being that he then asked, “OH! OH! Can you do that again? Just to his chin?”
And last, but certainly not least, “Ok, I need photos of you guys looking into each others eyes and smiling. I’ll tell you when you can look away.” This wasn’t looking, it was staring.
It was all completely strange, with Mr. Photographer taking pictures and jigglejoe sitting at the next table. It’s at times like those, I wish I wasn’t in singledom and had to worry about first dates and the awkwardness that’s always there. But I guess I’ll deal.
In case you’re wondering, this isn’t the only time you will be reading about this. It will be in the FREE magazine coming out in January. I’m sure Colleen will be distributing it to EVERYONE I know. Don’t worry Colleen, I’m not angry with you. It is a story to be printed.
Now, we get to TGIFriday’s and apparently I couldn’t explain what was going on to the hostess clearly enough. She just looked at me strange and sat us because it appeared that we were the first ones of our crew there. Not soon after though, the photographer came. This is where it got strange. This guy was the artsy type, with very weird wavy blond hair, of which Bryan commented on when he left. Anyway, Mr. Photographer decided to move us to another table, which of course didn’t bother me. But this is where he began to say awkward things to the both of us.
First, as we were moving tables, “So… Are you guys hooking up after this?”
Next, we were sitting at the table with our drinks. I guess I touched my straw rather provocatively being that he then asked, “OH! OH! Can you do that again? Just to his chin?”
And last, but certainly not least, “Ok, I need photos of you guys looking into each others eyes and smiling. I’ll tell you when you can look away.” This wasn’t looking, it was staring.
It was all completely strange, with Mr. Photographer taking pictures and jigglejoe sitting at the next table. It’s at times like those, I wish I wasn’t in singledom and had to worry about first dates and the awkwardness that’s always there. But I guess I’ll deal.
In case you’re wondering, this isn’t the only time you will be reading about this. It will be in the FREE magazine coming out in January. I’m sure Colleen will be distributing it to EVERYONE I know. Don’t worry Colleen, I’m not angry with you. It is a story to be printed.