He instant messaged me. “Hey, my name is Trevor” Again, so original. You really can’t go wrong with an opening like that. It would be a little much if you got an email saying “Hey I’m Trevor, I’m single for many reasons, I live at home, I don’t have a job but I just graduated college and am 25 years old” I almost wish that was the instant message I got in the first place. I could have saved some time, makeup, gas and calories.
I am a pretty optimistic person so I believed that even if it he wasn’t going to be my perfect match I was going to make a good time out of every date that I went on. He stood up off the bar stool and gave me that weird hug that you once perviously had with your date to the 8th grade dance in front of your 2nd period science teacher.
Our conversation went nicely and this time I prepared myself with first date questions I found online so that we could avoid any awkward silences. Where is one place you would love to travel this year? What was your favorite thing to do as a kid? I did introduce him to the dynamite roll. Don’t get me wrong, even though I thought sushi would be a bad first date meal, I like to consider myself as a sushi connoisseur. Repeat after me. D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S on a plate. Who cares about the date, give me food and I’m happy.
The chemistry wasn’t there for me on my end, but I could see it in his eyes he was totally into the little JAP his mom must have told him all about before he left the house. The date was short and sweet. He texted me that night and told me what a nice time he had with me. I’m sure his mother told him to do that. He asked to see me on Sunday. I told him I had to spend the day with my family even though I didn’t have plans. He contacted me two more times to meet up and I just was a busy bee, ya know place to go, people to see, dates to go on.