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OK. Steve.
Remember that I said that I thought it was cute that he was a caveman? No social skills, dumb, dresses bad, etc? well, I saw him last night. it was pretty bad. here's how our date went:
He calls me and wants to meet up with me. I get out of work at three and he gets out at five so I had two hours to kill. I walked around and stopped someplace for a tea because I was tired. But I made my way closer to where he works and then he shows up around five. small talk. Then he says, "I don't know whats going on in the city tonight." Great. he has no plans or no ideas even. So it's up to me. Luckily Wendy was playing her original songs out at this place in Bushwick, Brooklyn so I suggested that, but that wouldn't be until nine o'clock. He had no idea about what to do until then, so I suggested Chinatown for food since the train that we have to take is at Canal Street, anyway. So we walk around down to Babyard Street and looked at restaurants, He had no preference. We went into one on Mott Street, Hop Lee. It looked good from the outside. It was terrible. Even he said it was terrible. At least he had an opinion on that. We ordered dumplings, chicken corn soup and pineapple chicken. None of it was good in the least. We still had time to kill so we walked around some more. To East Broadway up and around and some more blocks. I was exhausted already but then we had to walk back to Canal Street to get the train. We go to the place about an hour early...a place called Goodbye Blue Monday, which is a really cool place but in a college hangout kind of way. I liked it but it was a bit young for use. Not his fault. Waited through the bad jazz players for Wendy to show up and sing her songs. Wendy was the best thing about the night.
The fact that he makes a date with me but has no plans or even suggestions was only part of the poor impression that I have of him. He seems not aware or interested in what's going on in the world. He's a computer programmer and when he gets home he "plays with his toys" as he says. In other words, he gets on his computer for more of whatever he does on with it. What does he do with his weekends? "Not much." He smokes...rolls his own. "We're going to die anyway." Whenever I would try to get more physically close to him, he would, in subtle and sometimes not so subtle ways, find a way to move away. But in front of people he would try to get close to me. Wendy noticed it. She said to me that he was trying to be close to me, but he wasn't. It was only because we were there with her, her friend and her husband there that he was. He otherwise would move away from me. I noticed it the first night I met him, too, but I didn't think anything of it except that it was because I had only just met him. The guy is 44 years old. If he has an issue with intimacy he's had plenty of time to have worked on it by now.
I want to think of a reason to keep seeing him but there really isn't one. I know that I'm not going to change him in any way and i don't want to anyway. On the plus side, he's good looking, has a good job, lives in a nice area. But he has no drive or ambition, is willing to let life happen to him and whatever happens is alright with him and live in a little bubble. I could put in a few more examples but there really is nothing interesting about him. You could feel your energy drain and your intelligence go down a few notches just by being with him. I was pissed off the entire night.
Remember that I said that I thought it was cute that he was a caveman? No social skills, dumb, dresses bad, etc? well, I saw him last night. it was pretty bad. here's how our date went:
He calls me and wants to meet up with me. I get out of work at three and he gets out at five so I had two hours to kill. I walked around and stopped someplace for a tea because I was tired. But I made my way closer to where he works and then he shows up around five. small talk. Then he says, "I don't know whats going on in the city tonight." Great. he has no plans or no ideas even. So it's up to me. Luckily Wendy was playing her original songs out at this place in Bushwick, Brooklyn so I suggested that, but that wouldn't be until nine o'clock. He had no idea about what to do until then, so I suggested Chinatown for food since the train that we have to take is at Canal Street, anyway. So we walk around down to Babyard Street and looked at restaurants, He had no preference. We went into one on Mott Street, Hop Lee. It looked good from the outside. It was terrible. Even he said it was terrible. At least he had an opinion on that. We ordered dumplings, chicken corn soup and pineapple chicken. None of it was good in the least. We still had time to kill so we walked around some more. To East Broadway up and around and some more blocks. I was exhausted already but then we had to walk back to Canal Street to get the train. We go to the place about an hour early...a place called Goodbye Blue Monday, which is a really cool place but in a college hangout kind of way. I liked it but it was a bit young for use. Not his fault. Waited through the bad jazz players for Wendy to show up and sing her songs. Wendy was the best thing about the night.
The fact that he makes a date with me but has no plans or even suggestions was only part of the poor impression that I have of him. He seems not aware or interested in what's going on in the world. He's a computer programmer and when he gets home he "plays with his toys" as he says. In other words, he gets on his computer for more of whatever he does on with it. What does he do with his weekends? "Not much." He smokes...rolls his own. "We're going to die anyway." Whenever I would try to get more physically close to him, he would, in subtle and sometimes not so subtle ways, find a way to move away. But in front of people he would try to get close to me. Wendy noticed it. She said to me that he was trying to be close to me, but he wasn't. It was only because we were there with her, her friend and her husband there that he was. He otherwise would move away from me. I noticed it the first night I met him, too, but I didn't think anything of it except that it was because I had only just met him. The guy is 44 years old. If he has an issue with intimacy he's had plenty of time to have worked on it by now.
I want to think of a reason to keep seeing him but there really isn't one. I know that I'm not going to change him in any way and i don't want to anyway. On the plus side, he's good looking, has a good job, lives in a nice area. But he has no drive or ambition, is willing to let life happen to him and whatever happens is alright with him and live in a little bubble. I could put in a few more examples but there really is nothing interesting about him. You could feel your energy drain and your intelligence go down a few notches just by being with him. I was pissed off the entire night.