Dinner... and a date?
When I grabbed dinner tonight, I wasn't expecting to have drinks with someone new. But, I was asked out by the bartender, and he seemed nice enough, so off I went.
He seems like a pretty cool guy, but not the one. Definitely genuine and open... wow, he told me his life story, but rarely did he ask for mine. This is the third pseudo-date that I've been on now where my companion has been passionate about talking about himself and failed to ask me questions.
It was good experience. And really nice to hear someone other than an older brother-figure or best friend tell me that I'm gorgeous. I guess I still have game, ready or not.
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