Ladies an gentlemen....if some of you is burning to know if i went to that Friday night dating thingie and how it did go...keep reading.
All the others.....go and have some fun...;-0
Yes, i did go.
No, its wasn't anything merely close to a sparkling attraction between me and the guy.
Yes, i did leave using the noble excuse of "I need to pick up my daughter from a friends' house".
But i had fun.
Now, let me tell you...i haven't put foot in a bar for a happy hour by more than one year...and also ....i have to confess i was a little rusty about the concept of dating without knowing anything about my date. I did the online thing after the divorce and it went great because me and the guys had the time to know a little bit each other before actually meeting in person.
But this guy...never heard of him before beside the fact he had been pestering my co workers with questions about me by weeks...
So i thought.......ok, Gingersoul, lets give it a try.....put on some cute stuff, wear those boots he seems to have a fetish for and see what happens..
Well, nothing happened. But first of all, i have to tell you another thing.
I had a nasty stomach virus since Monday....Tuesday i had to leave the office at noon after having not ladylike puked in the office bathroom....no nice..no chic at all....lol....
I went back to work next day but i have been feeling nauseated all these days....i have been on a diet of crackers, Sprite, rice and bananas for 6 days now......i think i lost 5 pound in the process....things left my body very quicly in a liquid form ...if you want more details.... use your imagination......lol.....
So i went to this bar and all i could drink was Sprite with lemon......what a bummed start...i chewed on some tortilla chips to be on the safe side while my healthier co-workers and my date were happily wolfing down nachos and cheese, chichen tortillas, french fries and buffalo wings like they were the starving ones.....
I looked around a lot to distract my stomach....i caught some men's stares here and there as a compensantion of my physical tribulations but my date has been (as i was predicting) nothign to stare at...
They must have been orchestrating the whole thing by days because they (casually) left a chair close to mine for him....they kept redirecting the conversation on him a lot......they honestly did a great job in helping him out but he didn't raise to the occasion...
Beside that and my occasional stomach cramps i had a nice time.....at one point even our boss showed up...and paid a round of drinks for everybdoy...how sweet is this?
I made one of my co-workers falling from the chair for the laughing simply mentioning "The Butterlfy" ...yes, the vibrator thing......she couldn't believe how causally i was talking about it.......(hello, ladies)......and she is a over 40 y-o mother of three....it always surprises me how sex is still a forbidden topic of conversation sometimes....:-)...
So, to end the story......the sweet guy had to kiss me goodnite on the cheeks after i said byebye to my merry company.....we had fun, we took pictures, played pool but it was time for me to go.....
I walked alone to my car....the night was cold.....the sky dark and the city lights aggressively blaring at me...i was driving back home and i was content...my stomach wasn't hurting anymore, i gave a try to something unexpected and beside the conclusion that means i am open and flexible...still....
It was all good. All i needed was a good sleep. Which i had.
