Thursday, February 05, 2009

Unfortunate First Date

I went for an unfortunate lunch date this afternoon.

Unfortunate, because there are some dates you really shouldn't go on, but for the sake of all things humane, also known as trying not to congeal on the shelf, you try to let yourself out a bit. Not good. I can tell that I will be on this shelf awhile. I've sort of known this since my college days when I couldn't get people to commit to me, and there was always one thing or the other going wrong with my relationships. I knew that chances of me getting hooked just may take a good long while. No kidding, Lord.

I bumped into this guy, much older guy on Sunday. He forced me to give him my number and I did. Should not have! Promised not to give strange men on the street my number. So, he's been hounding me to be his girlfriend since. From the first phone call, believe it or not. He doesn't even know who I am. He is a much older guy who's retired and lives on his pension with "grown kids". When did it come to this Lord? I am now "dating" men with grown children. Am I that old?

So back to the unfortunate date. I give the guy a chance to take me to lunch and he offers me Chick Fil A. Right then and there I should have known that was a bad idea. But, I went. He arrived. Not hungry. I am. I order the No. 1 meal. He pays for it and proceeds to count the exact change to the cashier. I just remember that vividly as I stood there thinking, has it come to this. Because he is a lot older, everyone stared at us. Like I was lunching with my daddy. I had to tell him point blank. I cannot date you because of your age. He was visibly upset. Why would he be visibly upset?

I enjoy the finer things of life. I love fine dining restaurants. When I am really in a good mood, or in the mood to put myself in a good mood, I dine in a 5 star restaurant. I actually have a list of them that I go to for different things: some for their wine, another for the dessert, another just for the ambiance, food not so great, and then, some for the appetizer (maybe their calamari is to die for). Why, such a high flying, high taste having person like myself would meet someone that would want to take me to Chick Fil A, I don't know. And would feel offended because I am not impressed or interested is beyond me.

If you need me I shall be on the shelf, congealing or dining at the nearest 5 star restaurant.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Girl, you are so funny. Exact change??? He must be crazy. Who have you been listening to lately? Your taste in music is off the chain, I cannot believe you knew about Jason Mraz, The "chasing pavement" girl since God knows when. I just found out about them.
Are you ever in the Memphis area? PS, I'm a girl so I'm not trying to come on to you but you sound so cool.

Aphy's Transcripts said...

LOL. Yep. My iTunes keeps me busy. But I've never been to Memphis, heard so many good things about it though.

But yeah, dates can be weird.

Anonymous said...

All part of life's adventures, Anita. Still reading you, still feeling what you're feeling.

Have no expectations. Life will be good.

Daniel in Michigan