Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Eye Surgery DATE


Outfit: fresh from work. Brown slacks with a polka dot top that made me feel a little chubby :(
wedge heels and a camouflage backpack.

Date: pau hana drink

Result: Okay...so I was warned, but I totally spaced it. He got PRK eye surgery a few days ago and was in recovery. He really wanted to meet me, though, and I was free after work. So I caught a bus to a breezy outdoor bar in restaurant row about 10 mins away, no big deal. He was nice but dorky and had a huge lisp. He wore sunglasses the whole date because his eyes were really sensitive. During the date he got five phone calls, all of which he answered because he was planning a dinner party with his parents and a bunch of friends, all of which would have been great to know about beforehand so that I could anticipate a 1-hr time period. He eventually slammed a third beer, paid the tab (at least!), and said he wanted me to come back out in an hour.

I had some moments of reflection while he answered his five phone calls. He was attentive to me in an absent sort of way, toying with a loose drawstring on my side pants pocket, noticing a shiny button on the front of my blouse, replacing a rampant strand of my hair, playing with the buddha ring on my finger. It was romantic in a sweet sense and made me realize that I hadn't been touched or noticed in that way for over 5 years. It gave me a sense of comfort and also one of melancholy. I deserve to feel admired. Why could even a stranger nonchalantly manage to make me feel tended to during a phone conversation, yet for 5 years I was barely able to hold hands with my last ex in public? I felt a bit of shame about that thought and also a warm feeling of joy to be experiencing it again. It was a memory of relationships past that I missed terribly.

But who does that, goes home to eat dinner with parents and then plans a second run of a date?! I can't possibly compete with mom's homemade cooking. I think that this "date" was poorly planned, but I might be willing for him to make it up to me. Then again, maybe I give guys too many chances and I should just shut the door on this one. Tricky.



Note to men everywhere: 
DO NOT PLAN A DATE THE SAME TIME YOU HOST A DINNER PARTY, AND NOT INVITE THE DATE.

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