
This is the post where I share little pieces of random first dates. Poor dates, they don't even command their own posts. Well, read on.....................
Depressed Guy.
I met dude at a bar. Usually I go into a date with the highest hopes, but sometimes I go knowing I'm probably not going to like them, but there is always that 1% chance.....
So, this was part of that 1%.
He told me he much preferred New York to LA (we have that much in common) because New York is a better place to be depressed.
Um.
I really didn't have any response to that.
I mean, I'm not always the most cheery person or anything, but I prefer not to advertise my "dark side" on a first date. Not so for this joe.
We bit farewell and he said he hoped to hear from me.
Sorry dude, think you might have to enjoy being depressed in New York all by yourself.....
Eastern European Guy.
He was a persistent bugger.
Online guy....emailed me. Didn't email him back. Emailed me again months later when I was feeling a tad more generous. Met him for a drink at a cafe in the East village. He was a lot pastier and pudgier and older looking in person.
We had a conversation about how he came to New York while he sipped a soda and I (of course), the date wine. Wine-oooooooooo.
ahem.
His story about how he arrived in the big, cold city was impressive. He put himself through college and has been moderately successful in his career. My hat off to him. That is all I would ever take off for him.
NEXT!

Laugh Out Loud Guy.
Customary drink. He reminded me of a robot. Only, robots don't have abbrasive luck "YUK YUK, BA HA HA HAAAAAAA" laughs.
Oy.
He asked me what I did for fun....
This was in the throes of finals, first semester in my Masters Program, so I told him I wasn't really having a lot of fun these days, but mostly concentrating on getting my work done. What did he expect? Me to describe a sexy romp through my apartment wearing only my lacy little.......In response, Laugh Out Loud Guy told me I needed more balance in my life...work hard, play hard. That was his motto (gasp! how original). "Yuk Yuk Yuk!!!!" Then continued with telling me that if I didn't get out and enjoy life, I'd be boring and old before I knew it! "Yuka Yuka Yuk Yuk!!!"
Uh.
Okay.
Downed glass of wine and got the f**k outta there.
