So anyone who knows me knows, I’m an admitted active dater. Sometimes I force myself to go for the experiences and sometimes because there’s a possibility that it’s a guy I could be intrigued by and want to know more about. Don’t be fooled though girls – on the smallest occasion I simply go for the food and the shear admiration. More often than not the latter doesn’t work. I’ve mentioned that we live in a world where dating is dead. Men are doomed to think that two dates scores them some sort of official title. Of course this is ridiculous to me because how could I learn enough about a guy in two dates to know that I wanted to date only him? Further than a title other activities are also expected by at least the third date. If I guy does hang in there that long and I’ve obliged him the opportunity to have gotten that far, there must be an understanding of sorts… being that I never hide just the type of person I am. Before I date I think about it and know exactly what will happen every step of the way. If by chance my night deters in a negative fashion there’s usually and instant decision made not to elect my company with the dater again.
A beautiful Nigerian man I met on a whim. Two weeks prior I was at an acquaintances birthday party when I happened upon him. It was a fun night considering I hadn’t really been out since new years, at the regular spot I obtained VIP when even the birthday hostess was having trouble getting her guests in. Rummaging around upstairs for a while I decided there was more action downstairs by the bar – my regular lounging area. Prior to hitting the venue another acquaintance and I caught “300” on its opening night. “300” is a brilliant looking movie decorated with skin clad ripped men. That set me up for the night. The mission seemed to be – find a man with a good “300 body” and let him know about it.
Mild flirting and a lot of laughing proved me bored by 2 AM so we headed for the door. Just after settling a tab, the girl I was with spotted the tall dark handsome African. He was cute and he LET us feel his abs. Certainly if I was totally sober I might have been more reserved. I asked him a couple of questions and did that Pimp thing where I give my card and simply say “send an email” we left. But not before I got a smooch from “him” (mentioned many times in this column previously). I hadn’t thought about the Nigerian until I did get an email from him a couple days later. Truthfully, in my stupor I totally forgot the whole accord had taken place. His email was friendly enough so we communicated that way for a while then graduated to the phone. He asked me out and I accepted. Now I went because I was curious, 1st I remembered, he was tall and had abs …. Even though that combination doesn’t make for the best of situations I was pleasantly surprised.
We met at a well known
I told you guys I was a PIMP. LOL. The same night I met the Nigerian, it so happened that I met a MYSPACE friend at the venue by total coincidence. I was a little unbelievable because I had only been corresponding casually with him for just over a week. We just happened to end up at the same place for different parties. I was impressed by the over the top but short of stalker online interest in me so I was thrilled to meet him in person. I was at the bar chatting with PF guy (Phat farm guy mentioned in previous columns) and I turned around just as he had noticed me. It was crazy because he knew who I was and I knew who he was automatically. Very neat, handsome in a nerdish way, real estate agent with well kept dreads just past his shoulders (I hate dreads), we spoke throughout the night and he called when I was driving home. Texting throughout the week he decided he wanted to catch a flick.
The movies are never my idea of a good date, One because you can’t see the person and two because you can’t talk, three because it’s cheap, bad choice. Anyhow I had nothing to do but talk to the Nigerian (who lives in
Now – I know what you’re thinking! Something to the effect that I only liked date 1 because he was super hot. Not true. In all realness I had “liked” date 2 even before I met him. I was intrigued and he gave great conversation. Once I had met him it just solidified all I had thought before. He just was a bad date, and things went a bit awkwardly. I am putting no bearing on date 1 either. Sure I like to look at him but it was only ONE date. That simply gets him to the next one as where the 2nd guy didn’t amount to being worthy.