I had met Brigit on OkCupid. She was a solid 7. I was surprised she returned my message, and actually agreed to meet up with me. Her profile was interesting, and she seemed like someone I would actually enjoy spending time with. She had quite a sense of humor.
Before meeting in person, we exchanged witty text banter all week. The conversation flowed very naturally. I actually liked this girl - she was genuinely pretty funny. We'd sent each other pictures of random stuff, jokes, and even news articles. She had read some of my blog posts and thought they were interesting.
As I'm pulling into the restaurant where we're finally supposed to meet in person, I missed my turn. I text her:
"Hey, I'm running a few minutes late. Missed my turn."
"Oh yeah? How did that happen?
"A Journey song came on and I was sort of jamming out..."
"I'll accept that excuse!"
When I got to the restaurant and saw her, I was pleasantly surprised. She looked just as good in her profile picture in real life. Petite and cute. Big blue eyes. I was into her immediately. We instantly hit it off in person:
"So you missed your turn because Journey came on?"
"Oh c'mon, where else other than in my car can I just belt out 'Don't Stop Believing'? You gotta take advantage of that sort of thing, you know?"
"So... you wore a suit on a first date? Trying to impress me?"
"Well, I was going to wear my work uniform, but McDonalds doesn't like it when I do that."
We were on my turf - I was friends with the owner of the restaurant, and he took great care of us. Made sure to bring out all kinds of crazy "off menu" dishes, and joked about the "importance of Mr. Hank Moody, Esquire."
Most of the night we laughed, made fun of each other, chatted it up with the owner, and talked about our mutual interests. Turns out we had a lot in common, and she was even debating law school. I talked about the ups and the downs of being a lawyer. She told me about how she's bored in her current job working in a non-profit, and asked me about lawyer stories.
I asked her about stuff in her OkCupid profile, and to tell me about some of the most awkward dates she'd ever been on. I told her that her pictures of Egypt looked cool, and asked about her travels. I'd practically memorized her profile.
As the night went on, I genuinely enjoyed spending an evening with this girl, and it felt like we had a lot in common and a connection.
When dinner was over, I picked up the tab. Then I looked at her and said "We should do this again sometime." She responded "definitely." I was giddy from ear to ear - finally met a girl I had a connection with. In my head I could see visions of having a girlfriend - someone to bring to my lawyer events or stay inside and watch Netflix with. Finally, the days of being single would be over.
That night I sent her a text - "Hey. Glad we finally met in person. I had a great time last night."
No response.
I waited a few days and sent her another text - a link to something we had talked about on our date. I began to get nervous. We got along so well. What could I have possible done better? What did I fuck up?
No response.
I texted her one more time: "Hey. Haven't heard from you. Is everything okay? That beer festival is coming up this weekend, and I suppose I could be seen in public with you again. Maybe." We had talked about this one craft beer fest that we both go to each year.
On Friday, she finally texts back: "Hey Hank. I really liked hanging out with you. But I don't think that we're a very good fit. I wish you the best of luck with everything, and your writing. Take care."
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See post below this. The point of this story is to show how what you think is a "good" date actually generated no attraction whatsoever. This date happened about 2 years ago.
Before meeting in person, we exchanged witty text banter all week. The conversation flowed very naturally. I actually liked this girl - she was genuinely pretty funny. We'd sent each other pictures of random stuff, jokes, and even news articles. She had read some of my blog posts and thought they were interesting.
As I'm pulling into the restaurant where we're finally supposed to meet in person, I missed my turn. I text her:
"Hey, I'm running a few minutes late. Missed my turn."
"Oh yeah? How did that happen?
"A Journey song came on and I was sort of jamming out..."
"I'll accept that excuse!"
When I got to the restaurant and saw her, I was pleasantly surprised. She looked just as good in her profile picture in real life. Petite and cute. Big blue eyes. I was into her immediately. We instantly hit it off in person:
"So you missed your turn because Journey came on?"
"Oh c'mon, where else other than in my car can I just belt out 'Don't Stop Believing'? You gotta take advantage of that sort of thing, you know?"
"So... you wore a suit on a first date? Trying to impress me?"
"Well, I was going to wear my work uniform, but McDonalds doesn't like it when I do that."
We were on my turf - I was friends with the owner of the restaurant, and he took great care of us. Made sure to bring out all kinds of crazy "off menu" dishes, and joked about the "importance of Mr. Hank Moody, Esquire."
Most of the night we laughed, made fun of each other, chatted it up with the owner, and talked about our mutual interests. Turns out we had a lot in common, and she was even debating law school. I talked about the ups and the downs of being a lawyer. She told me about how she's bored in her current job working in a non-profit, and asked me about lawyer stories.
I asked her about stuff in her OkCupid profile, and to tell me about some of the most awkward dates she'd ever been on. I told her that her pictures of Egypt looked cool, and asked about her travels. I'd practically memorized her profile.
As the night went on, I genuinely enjoyed spending an evening with this girl, and it felt like we had a lot in common and a connection.
When dinner was over, I picked up the tab. Then I looked at her and said "We should do this again sometime." She responded "definitely." I was giddy from ear to ear - finally met a girl I had a connection with. In my head I could see visions of having a girlfriend - someone to bring to my lawyer events or stay inside and watch Netflix with. Finally, the days of being single would be over.
That night I sent her a text - "Hey. Glad we finally met in person. I had a great time last night."
No response.
I waited a few days and sent her another text - a link to something we had talked about on our date. I began to get nervous. We got along so well. What could I have possible done better? What did I fuck up?
No response.
I texted her one more time: "Hey. Haven't heard from you. Is everything okay? That beer festival is coming up this weekend, and I suppose I could be seen in public with you again. Maybe." We had talked about this one craft beer fest that we both go to each year.
On Friday, she finally texts back: "Hey Hank. I really liked hanging out with you. But I don't think that we're a very good fit. I wish you the best of luck with everything, and your writing. Take care."
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See post below this. The point of this story is to show how what you think is a "good" date actually generated no attraction whatsoever. This date happened about 2 years ago.