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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Apple Cup 1, me 0. - TUCKER

Not much to report on my end… but here’s the story… (don’t get your hopes up). Background story, Friday night handsome 29yo emailed me and asked me to meet up following the Apple Cup (UW Huskies vs WSU Cougars in football for those of you not from Washington). I accepted and responded to the email asking where we should meet and said he could pick. He wrote back with the very passive email saying “well I live in 20 minutes north of the city, and I’ll probably be at a bar up here watching the game, so what do you think of that?”. What do I think of that? I’ll tell you what I think, you can get in your car and come meet me in the city. Anyways, I responded with “well, why don’t we meet halfway”. He said sure, and told me to text him after the game. At about 8pm I texted him asking him what his thoughts were and saying I was up for anything. I quickly got this (probably drunk) text: “tonight prob isn’t gonna work… another night?” Ok let me pause here and say, my evening had been busy, like babysitting all four of my nephews and one niece busy. And I may have smelled like vomit, at least the clothes I was wearing sure did. So, I wasn’t completely crushed by his cancelling the date, but yes, some of my pride was hurt. I thought about responding with, “in your dreams jerk” (or some variation of that), but then the thought crossed my mind that maybe it would be good to play the whole, “whatever, I’m cool, I’m breezy” role. I went with the second responding with, “sure, have a great night. Hopefully the loss wasn’t too hard on you!” (His precious Cougars got shut out 30 to ZIP). He responded with “it was”. Annnnd I haven’t heard from him since. Real winner of a guy there. But I’ll give the guy this, I’d rather him cancel the date because he’s been drinking than agree to meet me all sloshed.
PS. On his profile he doesn’t say what his occupation is, weird right? Under the occupation part he says, “I love my job!”. Well sweet buddy, but I was looking for more of a title or job description here. Anyways, in one of our original email chains I asked him what he did and he responded with “I like to tell people in person what I do… But I do love my job”. Ok. That doesn’t help. I’m sure a strip club manager loves his job too… So now I’m really more curious about what he does for a job more than anything… We’ll see if I ever find out.
No more match.com dates planned for the near future…

1 comment:

  1. I love that you are most curious about what he actually does that he loves so, so, so much!

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