Date # 22

Last night was the worst date I’ve had in a while. Or maybe ever- I couldn’t even hold a conversation, and for me, that’s rough. So we arrived at Accademia Di Vino, a wine bar, but should be called a nightclub on Thursday nights! It was packed, and loud, and they placed people at other peoples tables. Ex: they have a 4 top, but had 2 random couples of people. That’s where H and I sat. Now, H is gorgeous! As in very well dressed and perfectly coifed hair, and a really manly voice! But it was quite apparent from the moment we sat that we had nothing to talk about. It took the waiter litterly 20 min to come over to ask what we wanted to drink, which I jumped at the fact of getting a glass of wine. H had just worked an all- nighter, he’s a lawyer, but I’m assuming working on a really big case. We’ve spoken on the phone a few times before (which side note: I think only once if that people should speak on the phone- frankly, you waste all the good topics, and it leaves no excitement for the real meeting, plus I hate the phone). But we spoke briefly about travel, as he mentioned working for a fellowship in Europe, even that was like pulling teeth! Its like hes attractive, and apparently very proper (his dads a diplomat) he grew up partly in Africa (where the dad was). He has a house in the Hampton’s, and sisters in the city, and we had a friend in common! But even after all of that I was painfully annoyed at the lack of conversation. So typical me, I realize only ½ way thru this painful date that I’m missing an earring- so what do you do at that point? Say something, which I didn’t- instead I kept pulling my hair over that ear, which made me look, Hot! Then this unique couple sat next to us, and we were betting to see what their relationship was- apparently he’s Martin Sheens brother, and the bombshell he was with was the most exciting part of my evening. We left… I texted thanks and that I had just noticed I lost my earring, and I wasn’t trying to pull a new fashion trend on him. No word back, and that’s OK in my book.
Tonight I’m meeting up with A and going for drinks at his friends birthday party- that should be quite interesting.
To tell the truth, I’m a bit bummed about this date, mainly because I pride myself as being able to save any conversation, but also because in the bigger picture, I kind of feel that I haven’t met enough amazing people. And that I’ve tricked myself into thinking this process is easy- which it’s not. And it leaves me feeling a bit less then stellar, and I’m not sure what to do about that. I wonder if this is even the right approach- numbers game?!?! Why is this so hard?