The Terrible Two’s

So last night, just over a week after I went on my first date with this guy, I went on date number two. The communication leading up to  the date was not great on his behalf, he didn’t respond for days at a time on the dating app so I wasn’t sure what exactly was happening but we got there in the end.

We went to the movies at a place where I went with my ex. I remember the date with my ex  was about date 4 and I had already started to full down the lust trap so I was in a very different place.

The guy rocked up to the movies about 5 minutes before it started which was fine but he was flustered and said something about the traffic. Then when we went to pay for the tickets I volunteered to pay as he bought the drinks on the first date. Though my $6 champagne was a bit more of a bargain then the $22.00 movie tickets.

We sat down and we chatted a bit but it’s hard in a room full of people and then the previews started to play and it was all over. We saw Kong Skull Island, whilst he suggested the film, I didn’t hold it against him but it was genuinely one of the worst films I had ever seen which I thought would be a good conversation starter for after the movie but he felt the need to defend it. We walked down the street and it was a bit awkward, conversation wasn’t flowing so I asked him to drop me home, he seemed anxious “how far away is it?” He said he hadn’t been in the city for a long time. I live and work in the CBD so that perplexes me a bit but also I live in one of the smallest CBD’s in Australia, it really isn’t intimidating (well I sure as shit don’t think so). As we drove home I felt like the date had turned into an interview, me asking him questions, he in turn not really asking me any.

When he dropped me home he didn’t park properly in a park so I just jumped out with neither of us seeming particularly happy.

If he asked me on another date I would probably go for the sake of this experiment but I wouldn’t be looking forward to it.

I feel like I’m getting over my ex much quicker now but it’s so hard for me not to compare our second date. We spent all day together, there were no awkward pauses and we stayed up all night laughing, chatting and fucking. That was the best date of my life. Must try and stop reminiscing about it and stop comparing. Fingers crossed.

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Welcome to date number one

Hello friends, well-wishers and haters.

I am a 30 year old Australian girl who just got dumped in one of those crushing scenes and by “just” I mean like 2 months ago and by “dumped” I mean the guy I was sleeping with who I really, really liked, told me he didn’t want to be in a relationship with me. So currently I am pretty heartbroken, even though I probably shouldn’t be. This week I finally started to come to terms with the fact I need to start moving on because I’m sure this has barely affected my ex whilst I’m letting it consume my thoughts, so to that end I’m going to fuck my problems away… No, not really but I am going to get back on the dating horse. I know I’m not in the best head space to fine “the one” but I am definitely willing to give it a go and hope for happy or at least funny results.

Last night I went one date number one post break up. I recently got recommended to use the dating app Plenty of Fish (no I’m not getting paid to plug them, yes, I’ll take money from them) and I found myself a fish who I hope is not smelly, smiley or scaley. We’ll call him A. A’s profile informs me that he is 30, 6 foot (I like em tall, fish and men), is thin, is looking for a relationship and wants children, all good shit to know. On Tinder you don’t get this type of information and it’s difficult to ask for it, so a lot of the heavy lifting is out the way.

I initiate contact because I have no shame and I’m pretty confident, I’ve gone on lots of first dates. We chat only for about a week, he’s pretty slow to reply so I just go for the kill and ask him if he’d like to get a drink. He says two days he’s free and a suggested suburb which I immediate like, he’s taken some charge. He further suggests a pub I like so an added bonus point.

I get to the pub and he’s already there, I didn’t mean to be late but I also secretly think it’s good to be a tad late for a date, that’s probably some old wives tale bullshit but I think it works. We order drinks and he buys a Coopers Light mid way through the media shit storm. Shit is this guy religious or anti-gay marriage?! He doesn’t seem that way and I mock him for his choice but it does break some of the tension.

We talk for an hour and a half over one drink each, we’re both driving and such responsible citizens! He is cute, nerdy but is giving good eye contact which I really like. I feel a 7 out of 10 for chemistry which is pretty good in my book. All the 10 out of 10s have ended in tears, so 7 seems like a happy medium. By the end of the date I’m getting a bit bored and decide to end it. I don’t hold that against him, it’s fair enough to run out of great banter with someone I’ve just met.

My biggest criticism is he is wearing a crapload of aftershave, if we ever make it to a 27th date, I’ll tell him then to tone it down.

As we leave I give him a hug and he says he’ll leave it up to me if I want to contact him again. I didn’t like that, it was a bit of a pussy thing to say. Use your balls dude, you never know things might turn out alright and I might suck on said balls! I said okay. Went home and messaged him and said I had a good night and would like to see him again, he said he felt the same. Will a 2nd date actually take place? Only time will tell.