I have always given you honest blog posts of what is going on in my life and its not like lately I haven't given you honesty or have deviated from where I started but I have perhaps been vague. The themes have become the story rather than the story being the story. In other words, I think its time to participate in Ximena story time which is always a way of saying something fucked up happened to me so listen to this everyone you will learn a lesson.
I went on date with this guy named, Mike. Mike was someone that I met online, (nothing wrong with that by the way). Mike was a nerdy dude in his late 20s who was probably looking for a serious something or another. I'm mostly on dating sites to make friends and I am very clear about my intentions. That's a different theme I'll touch on later. Back to the story I should have known from the first meeting that I should probably not see this guy, leading someone on is wrong (yet another theme I'd like to cover later) but I did anyway. I finally met him a second time around. The second time around we met a group of people that were sitting at a table next to us (2 guys and a girl). They were obviously drunk, funny, hipsters and thought while my date is lame this table is actually a whole lot of fun. I made friends and started just having a friendly discussion. My date Mike seemed uncomfortable and I shifted my body to face this table. I stopped looking at Mike and concentrated on my new acquired friends (I know, not cool). I actually started to think the guy next to me (Cody) was very good looking and my conversation continued with this guy for a while, less on my date, less with the other 2 and more and more with this pedicab driver. The other 2 at the table said they had to leave and I was left with Mike and Cody, at this point I excused myself went to the bathroom and when I returned no one was at the table. I saw Cody getting on his bike and refusing to make eye contact. I saw Mike, beside himself standing like a proud peacock. He apparently told pedicab guy to back off and to stop talking to me etc. (jealous bastard = unattractive jerkface).
A few days later I see pedicab guy at my job and I say hello. He stopped by 5 times in the 2 days. I was thrilled, hot,hipster pedicab guy driver wasn't just a drunk talking to me. In the mean time I told Mike to go fly a kite and I was proud of myself for doing such an honest thing. We didn't have anything in common and he's right, I held more of connection with pedicab guy.
This is the part I believe in karma. Cody asked for my number and to hang out. We hung out, we had a beer, we went "dancing" and then I went home. I haven't heard from him.
Points I'm trying to make:
1. Online dating is for everyone especially if you just moved to a new city
2. Always trust your gut and there is no need for second chances if your heart doesn't sing move on
3. Meeting someone at a bar does not equal a soul mate
4. Guys stop playing by stupid rules and text a girl when she texts you its stupid to play coy
5. Girls stop worrying if a guy is gonna text you who gives a shit
6. Don't over step boundaries
7. If you are not feeling it, tell the other party involved and don't just ignore it. Closure is important.
8. Dancing is important
9. Jealousy is not sexy
10. Words of wisdom from Zach Jacob resonate when I meet assholes..."Fuck that guy." are words to live by.
I like my adventures in single-hood. I'll take a weird night over a normal night and perhaps I'm not the best judge in character. I care too much what others think and I believe in karma. That's all from one little short story, bring it J.D. Salinger!
