Showing posts with label cell phones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cell phones. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

A Note to Everyone That Ever Goes on a First Date With Me For the Rest of My Life, by Rock

I get it. I get it. First dates are EXHAUSTING. They RARELY go the way you want them too. You've probably been disappointed PLENTY of times. Sometimes you don't feel the spark. Sometimes you like them and they don't like you and you've been hurt. I GET IT.

So you have a first date. Someone has sparked your interest enough to warrant at least an hour of your time. You have to be hoping it goes well, if only for the reason that it could possibly be your last first date ever.

I don't understand this current trend of guys showing up for first dates with a 4 foot wall built around them. Short enough that I can climb over it, but tall enough to be a pain in the ass.

I get this from guys that obviously were hoping for better than me and I never hear from again. I get that. But I also get this from guys that eventually show interest in me (2.0 was really guarded the first half of our first date, for example).

Either way, I don't get it. You wouldn't go into a job interview with your guard up just in case you didn't get it. Why wouldn't you go into a date doing everything you can to make sure it went well? Even if you're not immediately sold, wouldn't you want the hour you've committed to to be as painless as possible?

The minute I walk in, eye contact, smile, engaging questions, funny anecdotes about my day. If you are on a first date with me, you should never find out what kind of phone I have because it stays in my pocket the entire time. My shoulders are parallel to yours. People skills. Come on.

Drink last night with a guy. Ice cream with a guy tonight. Both of them were seated not looking directly at me. Both kept texting. Both offered very little conversation starters. Both warmed up at the end but started off so cold and awkward that I was afraid (briefly) that I was ugly. Neither will be getting second dates (though in all honesty I think only one will ask me for one).

The next boy who meets me out, excited for the potential without being sold on me before he gets to know me will steal my heart.*



*Disclaimer: He must also be hot and not old.