That's what a guy said to me on my way home. It means "You look very chic." Thanks, I think.
Being 'hit-on' count just on my way home (not counting on the way there or on the way to my date): 4
Drink count: 1 glass white wine (on disasterous date), 1 glass red wine (cianti, at dinner), 1 cosmopolitan, 2 watered-down grapefruity shots (all at bar), beer (on my way home)
Still not drunk. I think water was added to everything I drank all night because I am a cheap drunk.
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Saturday, May 17, 2008
Blind Date Blues
My date sucked. Plain and simple.
First of all, he didn't look half as good as his photo. But no judgement. I'm willing to give anyone a chance if they have a shining personality. Unfortunately this one did NOT. The conversation started off pleasant enough, the usual small talk people make with me about Canada and Germany, but then after we finished our coffee he wanted me to go have a glass of wine at his house. Seeing as this is a guy I met off the internet and don't know at all, I politely declined and suggested we get a glass of wine in the nice cafe next door instead. He kept pushing. I flat out told him that I don't know him and that I would feel more comfortable in a bar. He got all defensive about how he is a 'nice guy' (and I'm SURE all the rapists use that line too, buddy.) We ended up having a glass of wine in a cafe, and I texted my friend to call me and make up some excuse about why I had to leave. I'm meeting her for dinner in a bit. Needless to say there will NOT be a second date. I am in dire need of a martini.
First of all, he didn't look half as good as his photo. But no judgement. I'm willing to give anyone a chance if they have a shining personality. Unfortunately this one did NOT. The conversation started off pleasant enough, the usual small talk people make with me about Canada and Germany, but then after we finished our coffee he wanted me to go have a glass of wine at his house. Seeing as this is a guy I met off the internet and don't know at all, I politely declined and suggested we get a glass of wine in the nice cafe next door instead. He kept pushing. I flat out told him that I don't know him and that I would feel more comfortable in a bar. He got all defensive about how he is a 'nice guy' (and I'm SURE all the rapists use that line too, buddy.) We ended up having a glass of wine in a cafe, and I texted my friend to call me and make up some excuse about why I had to leave. I'm meeting her for dinner in a bit. Needless to say there will NOT be a second date. I am in dire need of a martini.
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