7 – Daisy
Maybe a little extreme...
It took a while to land a date with “Daisy”. She seemed pretty excited to go out, and it wasn’t that I just hadn’t put in enough effort. Maybe I just didn’t realize exactly how “laid back” and relaxed she was. It seemed like I just needed to exercise a little control. On that note, let’s jump right to the score card:
- Actually showed up and did not cancel at the last minute – check
- Looks like her pictures – check (plus)
- Does not look longingly into my eyes all night – check
- Good conversation – check
- No inappropriate or awkward contact or clinginess – check
- Admitted at least one personally embarrassing story during the night – check
Now that I’m writing that list, I realize that my standards for a good date must be at an all-time low. Am I really just looking to hang out with someone for a couple of hours and not be totally revolted?
Well, the night was a little better than all that. Daisy is one of those women who needs the man to lead. This was a little bit of a challenge for me, since we met near where she lives and where she hangs out with her friends. I had no idea what to suggest. On the other hand, this was a change of pace for me, and it was an interesting experience to be in complete control of the evening. My first decree was that she pick a spot to meet. Maybe that’s a cop-out, but seriously, she had much better odds at picking good places to go than I did over the Internet. When we arrived, that place was closed. I do believe in “fate” or something like it, but I didn’t take this as a bad sign. Just that we had to go somewhere better. Since she is a self-proclaimed lightweight, and I was determined (partly inspired by that fact) that there would be much alcohol consumed, I decided to drive to the next location. Call me “chivalrous” (or “opportunistic”; either way).
The rest of the night consisted of bar-hopping throughout the area and a lot of really comfortable, really good conversation. Pretty much classic “first date” material, from what I can remember of high school and college, when I last had first date experience. I’m not sure I’m doing it right, though, since when I took her back to her place where absolutely nothing of interest happened. Hopefully it won’t take quite so long to get the next date. I’m actually kind of hopeful about this one. But as my first time out with “Gretchen” taught me, I really don’t have any idea how these things went. Unlike “Gretchen”, though, she did tell me to call. If it all goes wrong, you can check out the Shot Down category for the gruesome details.
