Boring Date #552

So I had a first date last night with another Internet Guy.

Because he lives in west BFE and I live in east BFE, we agreed to meet for dinner somewhere in the middle. Yes, I know ... I hear y'all screaming ... "DINNER?? Why the hell are you committing to a FULL ON dinner after all the other bad experiences you've had?? Have you NOT learned???".

Trust me ... I know. I feel my pain.

BUT ... the man seemed nice in email ... and he could spell... and email coherently ... AND email of substance. Those are things a girl doesn't find all that often. Trust me on this ... I speak from MUCH email-exchange experience.

So though I had at first agreed to just a coffee meet ... I didn't argue when he threw out the dinner suggestion. Perhaps mainly because he suggested a very nice restaurant that I've been wanting to try.

But also because with both of us traveling to meet up .... just a coffee seemed kinda silly.

Ah hindsight.

No, no .. I jest. Actually it wasn't so bad. ;)

We met and he WAS nice. And coherent. BUT ..... (there is always a "but", isn't there??) ... there was definitely NO spark.

And do you know how I know I felt no spark?? ..............Because I could eat! When I'm nervous on a first date ... I have ZERO appetite. The first meal date with Mr X ... I managed to choke down less than half a slice of pizza (HEY .. we were only teenagers ... so going out to pizza was Da Bomb!)

But last night ... I CHOWED DOWN!!

He suggested appetizers ... I said SURE!

A drink first? ... ABSOLUTELY!

Salads before the entrees?? .... Bring.It.ON!!

How about desserts? ... How many can I have???

Yep ... ate like the little piggy that hadn't been to market in months! Mmm mmm mmm. Good stuff. Even ordered an entree with onions ..... didn't even care about the possible onion breath.

But, in my piglet defense, I figured that while I was at that restaurant ... I was going to experience it right!

And so we did.

I'm sure our bill came to over $90.

And though I ordered my meal and drink with paying my half in mind ... I was very delighted to see him grab up the bill. Doesn't happen often for me, folks, that a man will pay. Just doesn't. Don't know why. Perhaps I just don't have the boobs for it or something. But that the last two men I've been out with have insisted on paying .... has left me more shocked than a nun in a dominatrix's chamber, don't think it hasn't! (Though, I'm thinkin', probably a bit more pleasantly so! ;))

So there ya have it. Boring Date #552. Pretty dang good food though! ;)