Hope everyone had a good Easter break! Back to the grind now!
So going to jump straight in.. I met this guy on a dating website and all was going well – he was funny, had a good job, 5ft11, and cute from his profile picture! This was a date I was actually looking forward to. He seemed keen too – he was from Bath and said he was going to be in London a week after we started talking so we should meet up. I’m like, great, finally a guy who doesn’t just want to waste some time!
So we set a time and place and I asked where we should go, because usually all the guys just want to rock up and not put any effort into planning. This dude however responded with a “You leave that to me, I’ll sort it out”. 10/10 for stepping up and he was already miles ahead of a lot of my previous dates just for taking initiative to plan something (shows how easily pleased I am what with all the losers I’ve met!)
Friday evening comes, and we’re supposed to meet at a pretty nice bar in Mayfair which I know needs booking in advance so was impressed! So I get to this place (unfashionably early!) and am waiting outside waiting for this tall cute guy to turn up and in the meantime seeing a lot of people getting turned away from the door of this place as they hadn’t booked thinking thankfully this dude has planned ahead.
He gets there and I didn’t recognise him as I expected a 5ft11 guy to be considerably taller than me at 5ft6 (in my heels!). But he was the same height as me – just. I’m thinking “Ok, he lied about his height, but is still good looking and we get on so just go with it woman.” We then walk up to the door and he says “I haven’t booked, I hope we get in.” Well, you could’ve said before mate – seeing as it’s bloody raining!! I didn’t say that of course, instead politely said ” We won’t get in, best to go some place else.”
Then started the walk of all walks.. In the rain..and cold. On our travels through Mayfair, we pass several bars and coffee shops which he didn’t want to go into because they were “too busy”. So we carry on walking, through the small streets of Mayfair, which as pretty as they are, didn’t stop me from thinking “ok, I’m not quite sure where this dude is leading me to.” Not to be irrational, but it was very dark down there and plenty of alleyways – anyone would think the worst and get a little freaked out.. I kept thinking my friends from work know where I am, if they don’t hear from me tonight they’ll know something is wrong (which I also joked about before leaving for the date!). I also made sure my phone was in my hand in my pocket – just in case.
Anyway, after that 5 minute walk during which I had imagined many scenarios and tired to recall some moves learnt in my boxercise classes should I need them, we came to a main road full of people. Phew. Again started the walk through bars that were “too busy” or “too packed”. Eventually, we ended up in possibly the busiest pub I’ve been to. We walked upstairs and looked around to see there were no seats and he was like, “we’ll just stand at the bar” not that there was any space! So we get our drinks, and thankfully a couple must’ve seen is (and possibly the look on my face) and pointed out a table right in the darkest corner of the pub – better standing I guess.
Finally we sit down, and do the usual how was your day etc etc. Then he proceeds to ask me about work (which is HR for me) and the things I have to deal with and starts to tell me how he dealt with an employee in his business – not very well might I add – and asked me if it was right, I said no. And then tried to change the subject because no one wants to talk about work on a Friday evening. But no no, he kept bringing up his employee relation issues and asking me what to do! Sorry, I didn’t realise I was consulting for your company! This was basically how the evening went..coupled with him texting his sister who he was meeting for dinner whilst on our date, sorry I meant HR meeting. This was nicely concluded with an awkward walk to the station and the polite “I’ll see you soon” from him. No you won’t, sorry. Again, didn’t say that!
And that was that. How do people not know how to behave on dates?!
On a side note, I’ve met Mr. Nice and Tall, but not interested. Which is fun. I met this guy and his friends at a dating evening in Feb, and we all just got on and had a good night with them… And I spent most of the evening talking to this dude. I then asked his friend a few days later to see if he was interested and apparently I’m a “great girl, but not his type”. Thanks! We then bumped into them at a dating event this weekend and lo and behold, we get on really well, were speaking for a lot of the evening so clearly enjoys my company and gets on with me, so what’s your problem?! Oh well, onto the next one – plenty more fish in the sea, apparently.
Have a great week all xoxox