September 7, 2007
It’s a misnomer, but I think it’s a funny one. This guy obviously had things he cared about in his life, things that were really important to him. What was almost too amusing to be insulting, was his complete and utter lack of motivation to actually go on a date with (just) me.
So I met him through friends, during a celebration. It was a great night, and I certainly thought there was some chemistry – at least, more so than with other people I had met recently. After the main event, we had a great conversation at a bar, and went our respective ways at the end of the night. He got my number, and a light peck.
About five or six days later, there was a message in my voicemail. We traded correspondence, and we made plans to meet up for an event he had already planned to attend with his roommate. I was fine with this – having other people around gives you a chance to get to know the person’s friends, and takes some of the pressure off.
The next date was also tandem, largely due to preplanned activities and scheduling conflicts elsewhere. When the third outing proposed was also a group event, I had to back away slowly. It was becoming readily apparent that this was never going to be a one-on-one activity. Not that there’s anything wrong with that – it’s just not my cup of
Anyway, I’ll see you all tonight, hopefully!