Date # 9

3rd date with D. Last night was lovely. Not quite awesome, but I guess every night cant be balls to the wall awesome. D and I went to a tiny Italian restaurant tucked away on a side street. He was prompt, I was stuck in traffic- no shocker there. I got there, he was on the phone, but gave me a kiss, tried to end his convo, but it seemed like it went on for a few. Now this was good. Bc you know that first few minutes of nervousness and for me, Its getting hot, and flush, and just yapping about something that comes to my head. Well what was nice, is that he was on the phone during these moments, so I regained composure and we sat down. This place was tiny- like pack them in, and I can feel the girls whose sitting behind me, elbow a few times tiny. D is not a small man- so im not sure why he insists on tiny places. The food was amazing. I had snapper, he had chicken, and a calamari app. We drank, and chatted, and laughed, and I realized I don’t have a lot in common with him. And that’s ok for me. The check came and he paid again- so I said next time its all me, I hope you like BK. Ha! He’s like – oh that Angus burger looks good. I thought that was hysterical in itself, and partly bc drunkenly one time I’ve had the Angus burger! He was going into work after dinner, so we couldn’t go out after- which admittedly, I acted like a chilled saying why? And go later, etc. Which is wrong, bc I know what the mkts. look like and yet, I was being annoying. So we go to leave and there’s like 12 steps maybe to get to the door. I start walking up and tripped on the first step, and laughed, but didn’t think he noticed- then I tripped on the last 3 steps falling into the door, then mumbling its locked, its locked, to take attention off of my falling. (side note: SOBER- I was SOBER, 2 drinks, and a full meal = I was SOBER) So I unlock the door, and was like wow… we were locked, and I don’t think he said anything, bc he’s thinking- moron! I look back and say im klutzy but it was funny. We kissed on the street for like 5 min- he got into a cab, and offered to take me home in it, and then go back down to work- I thought that was silly, so I walked home, texted him, and no word back. But I’m hoping he’ll text.