As I've already wrote a post about the ups and downs of online dating, this is, if you will, the second part. Meeting the guy you talk to online.
Heidi, my dear friend Heidi, set us up on a double blind date with a guy she had been chatting with and his best friend. Sounded like a great idea until I actually met "my guy." Let's call him Paul.
Heidi and I had made plans to meet Paul and his friend, who we'll call James. It was the first meeting, and nerves were at an all time high as we watched them approach us in front of a restaurant that was set up as the meeting point. They walk toward us, we turn around and smile, and they smile back. I look at James (nice! He's cute, lucky Heidi), to Paul, who has not so fantastic teeth and looks like one of the Beatles in the sixties. Awesome.
We continue on to the pub where we've planned to have drinks before heading to the movie theatre to partake in a viewing of "Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen" (check out the movie website if you don't know what the movie is all about - transformersmovie.com). We sit down, order the drinks, and they launch into a conversation about truck engines and the funny adventures that they get into, all the while arguing with each other about who is correct in their information - I honestly thought I was watching a couple argue. If I didn't know any better (and maybe I don't), I would have thought that they were in a relationship. Add to the fact that they mention that Paul was in the bathroom shaving while James was having a shower, and I was seriously freaked out.
I literally didn't have anything to add to the conversation as I don't know anything about trucks and their engines and, let's be honest, my heart wasn't really in the date to begin with.
There's also something to be said about a guy that is so obnoxious that he makes fun of someone he's just met, who is also the best friend of his date. James, to whom I wasn't listening in the first place, nicely remarked that "I can make fun of Bella right to her face and she just smiles". Excuse me?
I was ready to be done the date in about an hour, but we stayed at the bar for about 2 and a half hours, after which we finally decided to go to the movie. I sat beside Heidi, with Paul on my other side, and I don't think I've ever sat so close to Heidi in a movie before. I also don't think I've had a guy I've just met sit so close to me in the movie theatre before. I'm pretty sure he was leaning OVER the arm rest (he had initially asked if it moved up, and I put as much pressure on it as I could to make sure that he didn't move it up).
I kept leaving the theatre as much as I could without being too annoying to text my friend about the crappiness of both the date and movie, which should not be seen if you haven't seen the first one and don't enjoy movies about robots fighting. The love story part was really cute, but only took place in about four scenes, so I spent the time admiring Megan Fox's wardrobe while hating her for her gorgeousness, and thinking about how Shia LaBeouf has grown up nicely from his "Even Stevens" days.
All in all, that date wasn't one of the better ones that I've been on, not that I've been on a lot of great ones to begin with. Unfortunately, I can't seem to shake the curse that has the guy that I want not wanting me.
Oh, love, how I hate thee.
Love,
Bella
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