Age: 32
Height: 6'4"
Occupation: Foreman on a golf course (no pun intended)
I admit it - I had hoped that Fred had forgotten about me. He had gotten lost in the shuffle of e-mails on the fishing site and I didn't make much of an effort to to find him. We had exchanged several e-mails but most of them trying to figure out a time and date to get together for a coffee. Although his profile made him sound like a nice guy that didn't play games, which was promising, his e-mails left something to be desired.
But he contacted me with a fresh e-mail, no "Re:" lines involved, and asked when we might have the coffee I had agreed to. I felt so bad, I gave him my next available day, which turned out to be on this past Wednesday.
I picked a Starbucks that was closer to me than him but he didn't seem to mind. We agreed to meet at 7:30. I'll also admit that I was very, very close to jamming. I was so tired, both from work and the bother of meeting people, that I was going to fire off an e-mail to him when I got home from work. Instead, I just had some dinner and left early to check out the Adidas outlet that was next door to the Starbucks (I got a pair of $125 runners for $54.00!).
When I got there, he was already sitting and had his coffee. I went up and introduced myself and then got myself a drink. As I waited for the barista to mix up my passion tea lemonade, I thought to myself that Fred's pictures did not do him justice.
The date itself was really nice. We both had a lot to say and he is the only guy I can recall that has had as many questions for me as I did for him. It was nice talking about myself for a change (on a date, that is), than me just listening to him answer my questions without much thought of what I might have to say.
He asked me if I wanted to go out again and I said yes, hopefully enthusiastically. I told him I'd email him my number (I don't know why I didn't just give it to him right then), and I did exactly that when I got home. The result? He called me today to set up another date. Now that is follow-through.
Friday, April 10, 2009
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