So I mentioned in a previous post that I went out for my friend’s birthday. We went to Public Bar and it was a great time. Got approached by three guys and exchanged my contact info with all three of them. Yes, I do think I’m the shit. Do not rain on my parade.
So anyway, while I am trying to make sure the birthday girl is having fun and that she is getting free drinks because, why not. SO here I am trying to hook up other people not really thinking about myself, because I already have a lot on my plate anyway. And the friend of the guy I’m trying to hook up has a very handsome friend who I will call San Fran. We talked and he bought me a couple of beers. It was short, but we exchanged contact information.
We texted a few times at the beginning of the week and me being me; the bold and daring person I can be; asked him to happy hour yesterday after work. At first I did not think he would go for it, but he did. Thankfully because I go through these moods where I do not want to go straight home after work.
Come to find out, he works not even a block away from my office. I see lunch dates in our future. JK who am I kidding, I do not leave my office for lunch like ever. Knowing that I was going to meet him made me work a little harder and stay all the way until 5 o’clock; something I never do.
Before meeting him though, I was a little apprehensive because he is different from my type. He is roughly around my age ( I have not asked him yet what his exact age is) and he is a little more on the preppy side. I am all types of rough around the edges but can dress however I need to dress. I have tats and I’m pretty sure he does not. But he like me enough to ask me for my digits. Different can me good. He also seems like he would want a girlfriend and for some reason, I get the feeling that I do not want to hurt his feelings. He is a nice guy all the way. Nicer than Southerner.
We meet outside my building and we head up to Dupont. I take him to my favorite spot, Sign of the Whale and we get some drinks and talk. I mean we talk about everything. I learned that he is originally from San Francisco (hence the name); went to school at U Pitt; works in finance with PNC; went to a French immersion school until 8th grade and then a Jesuit school after that; lived in a small condo, etc. I also learned that he has only been here for about three weeks. Yes, THREE whole damn weeks. He is literally FRESH MEAT and I am the first girl that will
corrupt him show him around. We took our happy hour to U Street. We walked and talked, it was great. Showed him some cool places.
Then we settled on going to Ben’s Next Door. We got chicken wings and mambo sauce with sweet potato fries. And more drinks of course. He was a gentleman. I assume he is mixed because he showed me a picture of his sister and she looked white. I could be wrong. I have not asked that yet. Like he was really into our conversation and I feel like I talked a lot. I mean, A LOT. NON-STOP. He did not seem to mind.
We both like sports, nerdy things like reading, taking it easy on the weekends and
This guy though, I feel like I do not want to have on my roster. I feel like that would be too cruel to have him on my roster because he seems like such a nice guy. I think, and I do not want to say this, he could be potential material for a boyfriend. If he does prove to be such, I will drag out our dating period for as long as possible. I mean whatever time will tell and I am in no rush for time to tell me anything. I am having fun.
So many men, so little time.