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So I went on a first date (First Date for all those of you who think of it as a capital letter occasion) on Wednesday night.
The deets:
Younger man
Rides a motorcycle
Went to my alma mater, as it turns out. Actually, the initial correspondence went something like this:
From: Me
To: WorkinfortheWeekend
Did you go to ************** university by any chance? I just did a double-take when I saw a reference to ********* bar in one of your photos.
I graduated in ****.. How are you finding life post-***********?
All that aside, I liked what I saw before my minor freak-out over ************. Beer somewhere?
From: WorkinfortheWeekend
To: Me
************** university indeed. We are few and far between around these parts. We should definitely get together and talk survival strategy now that we have left the secure confines of ************.
I teach so I am basically done everyday at 3 haha. How's your week looking?
End correspondence
So we chose a convenient watering hole and decided to meet up in the evening on Wednesday.
And.. as I was walking toward the bar, a bird shat on me. True story.
Fortunately, it got my left arm, purse, and big right toe. Even more fortunately, WorkinfortheWeekend was a little tardy so I was able to clean up in the washroom before seeing him (although he was pretty cool with the whole 'sitting across from the recently shat upon chick' thing; I did tell him - I'm a blabber).
In a further twist, his sister, her husband, and their 18 month old showed up at the bar. In fairness, they were meeting work friends. They did sit with us for a bit - very nice couple; cute kid. So I met his family on the first (First) date (Date); no biggie. He handled it well. I'm so glad it was HIS family and not mine! Haha... I love my family but gosh, that would be a *little* uncomfortable, hmm?
Aside from that, all you need to know about the date is that I think I can now safely fall on the birds-bring-you-good-luck-when-they-shit-on-you side of things - I got kissed! Weee!
The deets:
Younger man
Rides a motorcycle
Went to my alma mater, as it turns out. Actually, the initial correspondence went something like this:
From: Me
To: WorkinfortheWeekend
Did you go to ************** university by any chance? I just did a double-take when I saw a reference to ********* bar in one of your photos.
I graduated in ****.. How are you finding life post-***********?
All that aside, I liked what I saw before my minor freak-out over ************. Beer somewhere?
From: WorkinfortheWeekend
To: Me
************** university indeed. We are few and far between around these parts. We should definitely get together and talk survival strategy now that we have left the secure confines of ************.
I teach so I am basically done everyday at 3 haha. How's your week looking?
End correspondence
So we chose a convenient watering hole and decided to meet up in the evening on Wednesday.
And.. as I was walking toward the bar, a bird shat on me. True story.
Fortunately, it got my left arm, purse, and big right toe. Even more fortunately, WorkinfortheWeekend was a little tardy so I was able to clean up in the washroom before seeing him (although he was pretty cool with the whole 'sitting across from the recently shat upon chick' thing; I did tell him - I'm a blabber).
In a further twist, his sister, her husband, and their 18 month old showed up at the bar. In fairness, they were meeting work friends. They did sit with us for a bit - very nice couple; cute kid. So I met his family on the first (First) date (Date); no biggie. He handled it well. I'm so glad it was HIS family and not mine! Haha... I love my family but gosh, that would be a *little* uncomfortable, hmm?
Aside from that, all you need to know about the date is that I think I can now safely fall on the birds-bring-you-good-luck-when-they-shit-on-you side of things - I got kissed! Weee!
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