I am going to be honest and say that I probably have some of the best date stories of anyone I know. Now, we should keep in mind that I am one of the only single ones left so of course my stories are the best but to be honest some pretty random things happen to me. So as I begin to date here in Dallas I think I will try and share some of the best stories, so boys don't screw up or it will become public knowledge. I will try and share the good stories too (when that finally happens) but mostly these will be the ridiculous things that happen when boys try to hit on me.
I like to think I am a nice girl and I like to give everyone a chance. If you ask me out, most likely I will say yes. However, that doesn't mean that I want to be there it just means my southern charm is ruining my life. I am not sure how I am attractive to some men, they often like to tell me I am funny in those moments I am not really joking I want to do whatever it is that I said I would do. Now enough about that usually happens it is time for my adventure from Sunday.
As you know I live with my grandfather, his neighbors across the street are really nice and I tend to enjoy dinner with them. I usally seem them once a week for a meal, often we eat lunch on Sunday after church. Our plan was to go to Church and Sunday School and then meet the neighbors for lunch at this restaurant. They called on Saturday and said why don't you come to the house and Hannah can meet our grandson. As I am super nice I say that would be great and fun and all of that.
Cue Sunday Morning: as I am getting ready for church I cannot decide what to wear. I couldn't decide on something moderately cute (this assumes the meet is a bust) or to be a knockout (this assume the meet is amazing). I opt for my new maxi dress which I think I look phenomenal in but I don't know it is drop dead gorgeous or not. Now on the way home from church I ask about this kid. Here is a brief synopsis of what I hear: he does radio, he went to arlington high, and my late-grandmother thought he was a huge nerd. In this moment I realize that this is going to be a HUGE bust of a meeting but I try to pull on my big girl panties and smile.
Once we get to the house, as I walk in the door and get my first look at this kid... it was not love at first sight it was agony. I realized this was going to be a long long lunch, I considered fake throwing up but realized that was a little too much (maybe next time). So I am not in love with his looks, he was wearing a light gray or off white linen suit with a green T-shirt and some brown shoes with no socks. Now I personally love a man in a suit but you should wear the suit it shouldn't wear you.
During lunch it was OK, I don't think a one on one date would be a good idea. It would be very very bad but who knows. I think the worst part was that he doesn't like dogs, he called Lily a pet?!?!? Uhh... she is a fur-child and very much loved by me. That was really the nail in the coffin... no dogs no date. But I haven't shared the best part of the day with you yet, at the end of lunch he gave me a business card. I was a little shocked I mean really is this a professional meeting? I put the card in my bag and said it was nice to meet you and left. Later I realized it was a personal business card with his home info and I realized he handed it to me and said you should Facebook me?!?!? REALLY?
So I guess I have learned a few things about dating:
-Business cards are the new way to say I like you
-I have very high standards
-I like really well dressed men or a good southern cowboy
-I also want someone who can keep me amused and gets my snarky comments
Don't worry there will be more stories like this... I just know it.
Keeping it real and single!
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