Week 3 – One Degree of Separation (Date 3 – Part 2)

After my debacle with a bona fide nut case, I brushed off the crazy vibes and embarked on a new day.  I was looking forward to my plans of meeting a college friend and watching the NFL playoff games.  Her mother had recently passed away and she agreed with me that she needed to get out of the house to decompress.  While we chatted about where to go, I told her briefly about my potential date that did not happen the night before and how he had a problem with not being able to pick me up.  I read a few of the text messages to her, not disclosing his name, and she concluded that he was a little crazy.

We decided to meet at a central location, Dave & Buster’s (I really wanted to go to a different sports bar, but this was not my decision).  The place was crowded and two guys were nice enough to share a table with us.  As we settled in our seats, my girl took out her phone and checked her messages.

“He thinks I’m mad at him” she blurted.

“Huh?  Who are you talking about?” I queried.

“The guy I really like” she happily replied.  I glanced over her shoulder to peek at his picture.  I blinked my eyes and took another look.

It was the same guy that was supposed to go out with me last night!  Seriously?  I can’t believe this shit!  Atlanta is smaller than I thought.  This is literally one degree of separation.

Shaking my head in disbelief, I deliberated a few seconds.  My girl appeared to be completely enamored with this guy.  Should I say something or should I stay quiet I pondered.  It’s not like I’m going to talk to him again.

I decided to ask a follow up question, “Are you two in a committed relationship?”

With her syrupy sweet southern drawl, she answered “No, but this is the one that I like.”

Despite my reservations, at the end of the day I believe in being forthright and honest with my friends.  So I told her that her guy was the same guy that flipped out on me the night before.  The heat started rising in her face.

“What…he was with me last night!” she exclaimed.  “The two of you had a date scheduled, it was canceled and I was…” her voice drifted off and thus began a diatribe that I can barely remember.

Nobody wants to be second choice.  It doesn’t matter how much she adores me as a friend, my Aries twin was not going to settle for second place. Point blank.

She looked at her phone with a puzzled look, wondering what to do next.  We decided to take a photo of the two of us and text it to him.  Her original message was probably going to resemble hate mail, but I convinced her to keep the message short, “Hanging with my girl…”  She texted him the photo and waited for a response.

A couple of minutes passed and we were thinking “What’s taking him so long?!?”  He must be at Twin Peaks conversing with his boys on how to handle this situation.

After 25 minutes, he responded with “Okay cool.”

Yes, his SAT score was no fluke, he’s a smart guy.  But I know beads of sweat were popping up on his bald head.  He didn’t know what I had shared with my girl and he was clearly playing the waiting game.

With a scowled expression, she glanced over at me and said, “That’s it, I can’t take it any longer.”  I nodded my head with approval and she began to text him a new message.

I looked down at my phone and noticed I had a missed text.  Dang, I forgot about my backup date!  My new date number three was here and sitting at the bar.  I excused myself from the table and headed his way.  My girl was in full text mode when I left, so she would definitely be occupied for a while.

My date and I had two rounds of drinks as we learned more about each other.  He had an infectious smile, but nothing moved me about him.  Every time I looked up, he reminded me of one of my uncles.  Every time he laughed, I noticed my uncle again.  Ugh!  I need to shake off this visual.  Did I mention he also had two ex-wives and two sons?  Is it possible for me to find someone who has less baggage? Just one ex-wife and/or child will do.

We wrapped it up (so long Uncle J…I mean date number three) and I returned to my seat.

My girl had gotten acquainted with one of the guys at our table and we finished watching the Seahawks win over San Francisco.  As we walked to our cars, my girl and I hugged and said our goodbyes.  She was still a little peeved, but I will make a bet that she and original date number three will reconcile and be chummy again in no time.  Like she said earlier, she really likes him and I believe that to be true.

I looked into the sky before getting in my car, searching for the full moon.  As I drove home, I reflected on the past two days and determined the following:  Yes, the lunar-lunacy factor is real!  Crazy things happen and the past two days were no exception.

Almost four dates in and I’m thinking, is he even out there?!?!  Help!  I have yet to meet someone who genuinely interests me.  Can anyone help me find the right one?!?!

The organic way of meeting people is not working out too well, so it’s time for me to expand my dating pool.  Next up…online dating.

Match.com, here I come.

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