Memorial Day I had plans for another date from pof. This guy actually asked me out first and had scheduled for Monday. He'd been texting me pretty frequently all weekend asking what was up, telling me good morning/night.
The date went well...ish. I just ended up being super dumb. We met in a different town because we don't live in the same one. We're about a half hour away from each other.
It started out pretty fantastic... I hadn't gotten home Sunday night before 2:30 and had to be up at like 5 to go fishing with the dad. So by the time I had showered and was ready to meet him I was already a little off.
I should first point out I have never driven in the town we met up in. I decided to consult my phone, which had me driving in circles. I got all the way back to my town it was so wrong.
I had to text him and tell him I was lost, but I was on my way. I went in to the bowling alley feeling completely stupid. He said that it was fine.
And we ended up having slightly awkward conversation between turns bowling. I was on a roll with the gutterball streak. He was actually pretty good- not 300 games good, but a million times better than I am.
You know when you first meet someone and you're not sure what to say, ask, what stories to tell you about? It was those kinds of slight awkward silences.
He was better at conversation than me, too. He talked about his job, hobbies, family, friends, weekend. I asked follow up questions and commented on what he said. I shared stories and things, too. But I had a harder time knowing which random anecdote made sense to tell on a date.
He was the more daredevil, experienced in life/danger, tattooed, and uncomfortable with silence of the two of us. He's pretty tough - was a boarder. Injured himself a lot doing typical guy stuff.
I bask in awkward silence as I need to to get students to answer questions. I even tried to make a couple of awkward silences just because he didn't like them.
It ended up not being too awful as we didn't end the date after our two games. He randomly says, "What do you think of kissing on the first date?" I just shrugged, "I have nothing against it". Then at that moment it got quiet. Pretty fabulous silence ensued and the most awkward move ever happened.
He scoots over to me and puts his arm kind of around me. I was trying to be cooperative and sit closer, but we both look stiff and awkward. I didn't know if I should try to cuddle up to him or not. So we talked awkwardly close. This mom bowling with her family asks if they can use the balls we'd had. We said yes, but I think even she could tell things were off as she smiled a little too sweetly like she understood.
We get outside and he puts his arms around my waist and kisses me. It was also awkward at first. Like so much about that date.
We end up deciding to drive around so we get into his car and drive aimlessly exploring the town neither of us are much familiar with. Him becoming slightly uncertain where he's at here and there. Me telling him he should also get lost so it's not just me.
Various points we make jokes and kid each other. He jokes about how I'm a blond, get lost, and can't think of questions to ask of him. Because it's just "not my day" which wasn't entirety untrue. Me secretly (or maybe not so secretly) hoping he'd get lost so I wouldn't be the only ditsy one.
At one point we went into a parking lot to turn around and we saw a dark garage to which he had to drive into "because it was there" to back up. As we were driving away, "I was worried for a second there...that would have been the perfect place to murder me". Which then branded me as twisted, even though I was just trying to kid.
We finally decided on a parking lot to kiss in. Where things got less awkward. I think it was just trying to stop putting pressure on ourselves. He stopped at one point and asked how it was going (the date). I said well and I liked him so far.
A few things I'm learning about myself- I smile and/or laugh when making out without always realizing it. The guys do notice and ask why. I never have an answer. I am ticklish apparently. I may or may not have skills. I'm still foggy on this. The guys are always into the making out with me.
He was courteous when I took his hand and guided it away from my shirt or jeans. Including just taking my hand instead and holding it. He accepted when I said things were moving faster than I wanted. Stopped and didn't try to sneak me back into the moment.
I'm also unclear on whether this is just a guy trick or not, but I'm told what a good kisser I am every time I kiss a guy. I don't know if it's just something they all say or what.
"You're a really hott kisser. The girls I've kissed before don't kiss like that. Then I've never kissed an Idaho girl before- maybe you all kiss like that".
I laughed, "Hey, I'm a California girl remember? There are songs about us!" More pointless attempts at humor.
He said if he didn't have such an early day the next day he'd invite me over to watch a movie at his place. As such we both had early days. So he took me back to his car and we kissed goodbye.
This morning I texted him thanks for last night and that it was nice meeting him. I couldn't remember if I'd thanked him when I was leaving. He said, "Yea, you too". Then nothing.
So it goes.
I'm assuming that's that.
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