This was a productive weekend, and aside from feeling like I was dying last night from what was likely food poisoning, I had a pretty good one.
Last night, while leaving from a Cinco de Mayo/Fight Party suare’ (and looking casually hot, I might add), a young man happened to be walking in the same direction as I was. A little on the short side, but he was nice enough and struck up a conversation as we strolled to the car.
I’m thinking he looks a little on the young side, but talked like he had some sense and wasn’t putting down any extreme “macking” strategies. Bonus? He was an easy-going guy and was able to elicit several genuine chuckles out of me as we joked about boxing and basketball.
So far, so good.
We arrive at my car and we do the number exchange, he finally lets on that he graduated from high school when I graduated from COLLEGE! Really???
But don’t worry, I know better than to shoot someone down based on age alone, so as soon as he wished me a safe trip to my second destination, away I drove.
So here’s why I’m writing in between getting dressed.
A few moments ago, I received the follow up from last night’s encounter – a god damn text!!!!
That is more annoying to me than you would ever know, and I guess its my fault that I didn’t tell this youngster that his contact should be a telephone call but come on. Have we really lost it when it comes to communicating with someone you just met?
I don’t mean to be picky or contrite, but I have yet to decide if I’m even going to respond.
Oh yeah – Friday night? I finally did it. Took the plunge and signed up on a new dating site, so of course, I’ll be back to share more.
I’m off to see the Avengers! Maybe I’ll get lucky and meet a teenager this time! Ha!