Monday May 2nd 2011 — exercise is work
I did the work last Friday night… I went on my 2nd date with Halfsie. He made dinner reservations at one of my favorite restaurants in Chicago- Le Colonial. I have been going there for all 8 years I have lived here, and it truly never disappoints.
I wasn’t surprised that I wasn’t over the moon about seeing Halfsie going into the date. After all, it was a Friday night, I had been at work since 6am., and I was coming off feeling a strong connection with Homie. But, I knew… the evening had the makings of a great night. We both really enjoyed our first date (China Grill & Shedd Aquarium Jellies exhibit), and he was taking me to a place where I could order my favorite items without glancing at the menu. If tonight went well… i could see us developing some kind of starter kit feelings for each other.
I got there 15 minutes before him. While I waited for him, in high heels… fighting back the yawns… I was fantasizing about a seat. When Mr Halfsie finally arrives, and we are about to be seated, he announces to the hostess he is not happy with the table, and proceeds to request a “better one”. Are you serious?? I am just not that high maintenance. Sure, there are times I have asked for a different table.. but only if I am uncomfortable for some reason, and can’t enjoy my meal. This was over the top… so we waited, more. I have to admit; from that point forward… he just kept digging himself deeper, and deeper. He bored the appetite right out of me.
After our meal, he told me we “have” to get dessert. I politely let him know that I had a really long day, and I am very tired… with no room for dessert. He asked if I minded if he got something. Then he proceeded to say, “i know you’re tired… so i’ll let you go home after a short walk, we’ll just go down to the lake”.
My heels and I were in a cab homeward bound within 10 minutes.
That was work… and an exercise in patience.
If his being late in any way bugged you, then you have every right to ask him why he was late. Also, you shouldn’t sacrifice how you move through the world so that some guy may like you more. If the table is fine, it’s fine. If you don’t want to go for a walk in heels, you don’t want to go for a f’ing walk in heels! GEEZ!
I understand that you want to give the guy the opportunity to lead, but leading (from what I know) is all about leading in a direction that is satisfying for everybody involved.
Also…
You seem to “fall” too easily for the idea that “this could be the one”, only to be disappointed that this guys isn’t the one. My best advice to you is to go out and have a good time for yourself. If you find you are not attracted to the guy, then at least you are having fun! If the guy you are not attracted to is attracted to you, you can still go out and enjoy yourself while at the same time giving yourself an ego boost that some guys actually are into you; sure it’s a sort of reverse-objectifying of men, but I think it would be good for you in some twisted way. If you find you’re attracted to the guy, then savor the attraction and let it grow.
If the guy isn’t then you can write the heartbreak on this blog. You’ll get more visitors because everybody’s got some pain!
Comment by Streo777 — May 3, 2011 @ 2:30 pm