Another blind date?

Last week after getting my tooth pulled I met a friend out for a drink (several) to catch up. We commiserated about how the economy was messing with our lives, she got a 30% pay cut and I was convinced I was about to lose my job. I talked about my rent increase and possible decision to move back to Atlanta in April. Suddenly she said excitedly, “Oh my God I have the perfect guy for you!” Last time she fixed me up on a blind date he was so unbelievably awful I almost gave up blind dates for life.

“Is he ugly?” were the first words out of my mouth because the last guy? Sheesh! But to be fair her description of him was; He’s not great looking but is so funny and has such a great personality you won’t even notice (I did). This time she say’s he tall, cute and very, very well off. “Ok, sure,” I say “count me in, when I move back to Atlanta we can schedule something.” “He comes to NYC once in awhile, I should give him a call” was her response.

Two days later she asks me if he has called me. “Called me?” I asked her, “You gave him my number?” “Yes,” she said, “and wildly enough he’s going to be in NYC next week and I told him you’d go out with him.”

But by then I realized that I was actually going to keep my job for awhile and would not need to move back to GA. So what would be the reason to meet this guy now I wondered? I asked if she was joining us so that it didn’t seem like a weird act of desperation but just a couple of friends getting together. “No,” she said, “you are going alone.”
On Monday afternoon he called, I waited about 5 hours to call him back turning the whole thing over in my head. What the hell I decided, so I called him back.

We chatted and I wasn’t bowled over by his “salesman” like conversation and ease. He’d also said that he used to live in the most affluent county in Atlanta but had recently moved. First of all who says that and second of all he was wrong and obviously used to talking out his ass. I found out my friend had also given him my email address and sent him pictures of me! I hadn’t gotten any pictures! No fair! Just because she knew him longer doesn’t mean he gets preferential treatment! He said he’d email me some pictures since I hadn’t been as lucky when I got in the next day and opened up the pictures I was like ahh, no! What is with this girl? Does she actually think I can’t pull hot guys?! So I started out with my interest somewhat peaked, and thinking this sounds like a story for the grandkids, we lived in the same state and never met, then just a week after having thought of it a mutual friend brought us together and the rest is history (cue the music).

We made plans to go to his favorite steakhouse. Whatever, I never go to steakhouses except for work events or client dinners but it’s only Tuesday night so who cares. So now I’m roped into a date with a guy who lives in Atlanta and is 6’7. When I saw him I recognized him right away and we ordered a drink and chatted easily at the bar. He asked me if I wanted dinner and I said yes which is a sure sign the date is going well. The date was going surprisingly well actually, he was friends with the bartender who was hysterical, a group at a nearby table serenaded me, he paid me several compliments, I had a great meal and about 6 too many glasses of wine. He did want to come in when we shared a cab home but was gracious when I said no and a pretty good kisser so that’s not all bad. As I was getting out of the cab he asked if he could see me tomorrow and I agreed…(to be con’t).