Today I met an old (er) dude for coffee. I knew I wasn't going to like him (I could tell from his pics and profile) but he's in the advertising field and we knew some of the same people. His skin was like dark worn leather. Literally, he was a black white man. It was odd. Again, sitting down and talking with a 50 yr old makes me think I'm dating my father....or Uncle John. It's just....not my gig. He seemed to be trying really hard. Too hard. But he was pleasant. I'm referring my cleaning woman to him. She's da bomb. Never hurts to get her some work.
He already asked me to get together again. What am I going to say, "no"? He then asked me what I like to do (this was as I was putting my coat on). "So, do you like to go to concerts? Like, listen to music?" Again.....I felt weird. I didn't feel like sharing too much with him. I answered, "No, more like theater. OK then.....have a great day and thanks for meeting me."
Am I a lost cause? I think I answered my own question.
DATE ME?
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