Date, Not-Date...

I was supposed to go to a movie tonight with Joe--first date.  He never called.  I think he hurt his feelings. He asked if he could come over last night and watch a movie.  I don't know why he didn't understand.  The way I see it is that I don't really know him so there's no reason my son should meet him.  PLUS this guy invited himself over before the first date.  It was like he thought getting in my apartment meant getting in my pants.  I made it clear that was happening either.  Now I told him everything as nicely as I could, but I knew it wasn't what he wanted to hear.  When we hung up, he said he'd call to discuss show times and whatnot.  I wasn't exactly shocked when the phone didn't ring...I was relieved actually.   I don't need stalkers or drama.  Of course I had already agreed to Tuesday before I went out last Friday or I wouldn't have agreed to anything.

I went out last Friday night to Sterling's in Lewisville with Bobby.  I'd never been there...very casual...pool tables, poker, dart boards, full bar and room to just hang out.  We hung out and talked for a few hours.  (I had to be back in Irving by 11:00 p.m.)  The conversation was comfortable and the night flew by.  He paid for all my cokes. He seems sane and is funny and cute.  He walked me to my truck and gave me a hug at the end of the night.  Bonus points.  Plus he checked to make sure I got home safely that night and called the next day.  Double bonus points. >  It's early...yet I am cautiously optimistic.  If nothing else, I've made a new friend.