I don’t know what it is. Perhaps I was drunk one night and got a tattoo that only glows in blacklight (hence the reason I’ve never noticed it in the mirror) that says “If you’re weird, please talk to me and/or ask me on a date” or else maybe I have a Kick-Me-esque sign eternally taped to my backside with the same message. Regardless, I seem to attract weirdos and only weirdos.
SEE ALSO: Dating for Dummies, Secondhand Smoke Isn’t Harmful (and other such lies from an awkward date), and several other posts (go read them for yourself)
As it would seem, I have a knack for attracting the socially awkward types. It doesn’t matter where I meet them (OKCupid, Grindr (or G-Harmony as a friend calls it), friend-of-a-friend, etc.) they usually turn out to be missing screws.
It. Never. Fails.
The other night, for instance, I finally met up with this guy (after weeks of talking after having talking on OKCupid – or at least that’s where I think we started talking? – for a few weeks). We’d been texting for a while and had made plans multiple times, had to cancel them for random things multiple times, rescheduled them multiple times, and then tonight finally stuck to them. At first, he seemed completely normal. Witty. Good job. Good choice in movies (as I’d come to find out, Frozen is hilarious if you haven’t seen it). Blah blah blah.
Fast forward 2 1/2 hours. After the movie we’re on the train. Still going well. Quoting lines from Frozen. Laughing. Get to the bar to play darts (his idea). Silence. It’s like pulling teeth to make conversation. Seriously? Get with it. There’s alcohol flowing (well, two drinks max on the first date – or a max of two per bar in my book – thank you Patti Stanger) and therefore conversation should as well. Nope.
Here’s the thing though. Perhaps I set it up for failure. The minute I learned that he’s owned nearly every video game system since the SNES was current in the 80s (?) up through the new Playstation that just dropped and that he plays them on a regular basis, maybe, just maybe, I dismissed him as someone with potential.
Regardless, it was fun. Minus the silence. He received the obligatory “It was great FINALLY meeting you tonight. I had a lot of fun. Thanks for making me give in and go see Frozen.” text afterward. Sure enough, we’re still texting and making plans to hang out again.
Okay, so maybe in retrospect a couple days after it wasn’t so awkward, but still…in the moment the awkward silence made for a super awkward first date. Awkward awkward awkward. Gross.
Will something come of it? Who knows. Perhaps it was a case of First Date Nervousness on his part. Maybe he’s not like me and gets quiet when he drinks instead of loud like me. Will time tell? We’ll see.
Regardless, tomorrow night I’m doing dinner with another guy, another one from OKCupid. I figure since they wished me a happy birthday and reminded me I was single read more I may as well see how many whackjobs I can meet weed out over the course of the next year. He seems promising as does another from there.
Now watch…they’ll all go well from this point forward and I’ll be stuck with a new dilemma: making a decision…and we all know that’ll prove to be interesting knowing how chronically indecisive I can tend to be…